Red X.

Chapter 21- The Past.

             —The opening would show a young Carmelo, a younger Bruce by his side. The two were in a waiting room in a hospital. Bruce sitting next to Carmelo. Carmelo would be tapping his right foot. Repeatedly. Carmelo was wearing a white t-shirt with blue jeans. Black shoes. Bruce was wearing a simple long sleeved white T, black sweatpants with white shoes. Bruce putting his hand on Carmelo's right shoulder blade. "Calm down alright brother, Everything is gonna be alright." Bruce smiled softly. Carmelo looking at Bruce. Nodding his head as he wiped his face. "Just on edge..I haven't had a kid since Kayla."

"I know, I was there idiot." Bruce chuckled, Carmelo chuckling as well. A doctor opening the door, his hands bloody as he removes his surgical mask. "Ready to meet your child? Mr. Ortiz."

Carmelo would exhale softly. Bruce smiling. "My brothers coming." Carmelo spoke.

"Perfectly fine." The doctor smiled. Stepping aside the door. Carmelo bracing himself as he walked inside. Seeing a beautiful girl, blonde hair with green eyes. She was holding a small child. The child having faint strains of dirty blonde hair. Soft green eyes. However, within the child's eyes. They would glisten a soft blue. Carmelo smiling brightly, tears rolling down his face. Bruce patting Carmelo's back. A warm smile upon his face as Carmelo slowly took the child. He held his child, his tears slipping down his cheek as he gasped a bit. Bruce looking at him. Bruce smiling brightly as Carmelo walked to Bruce. Carmelo would wrap his right arm around Bruce. Sniffling softly whilst his left arm held his child. Bruce hugging his brother back. The two exchanging a loving hug as the baby cried.

— Six hours later. —

Carmelo was sitting at his apartment. His woman at the hospital still. Carmelo would sit down on his sofa. It was late, Carmelo turning on the TV to see the news. Carmelo began watching the news, simply enjoying himself as suddenly his phone rang. Carmelo would grab his phone. Answering it quickly. "Hello?"

"Mr. Ortiz...we have..disturbing news.."

"What's wrong?"

"It's about your new born son..please. Come to the hospital ASAP."

Carmelo would hang up his phone. Slipping on his jacket as he rushed to his car. Calling Bruce on the way telling him to meet him there. A brother emergency. Carmelo getting into his car. Driving and flooring it to the hospital. Rushing to the front office telling his name.

"I'm Carmelo ortiz I was called here for an emergency..?"

"Room 118.. sir." The lady would speak. Carmelo nodding and running to the room. It was on the third floor. Upon getting inside he heard his girlfriend crying, heavy sobbing tears. Carmelo running into the room as he looked around. Two doctors were standing there, and three cops.

"Mr. Ortiz.. take a seat please."

"What the fuck is going on?! Angel baby.. what's going on?"

"Sir." An office would step forward. Sighing As he looked at Carmelo, a sad frown upon his face as he slowly took off his hat. "Your son..was taken from the infamy...officers are on the case now and on the look...but he's fine sir."

Carmelo's heart would shatter. He didn't know how to react. He was in denial. However, heavy tears began rushing down his face. Not knowing what to do. Bruce running into the room. Panting as he looked at Carmelo. "Brother I'm here..what's up?!"

Carmelo would simply turn around, smashing into his brother crying. Bruce in shock, wrapping his arms around Carmelo. Hugging him tightly. "Brother...what's wrong.."

"He's gone Bruce...he's gone..."