The sad part is you can treat me however you want to because in the end you know that i'll always be here for you. No matter what
"Family of Dezmond Legend?" I heard the doctor say, at first I didn't react, but then I saw the boys rush over there and I then remembered that Blaze's real name was Dezmond so I quickly rushed over there to them to see what was going on with him. I pray to God that he's okay.
"How is he? Is he gonna be okay?"
"Please tell me that he's okay-"
"Listen, listen," the doctor said getting all of our attention and we all got quiet. "I have good news, and I have bad news. Which one do you want first?" he asked.
"Man, I don't give a fuck which one you tell us first, just let us know something," Mike snapped at the doctor. He put his hands up in surrender and looked at his clipboard.
"Alright.. well. Good news is that we were able to remove the bullets safely, and he's going to be okay. Bad news is that he's in a coma, he lost entirely too much blood-"
"Wait, he's in a coma?! When is he going to wake up?" I asked fighting tears.
"I'm sorry but I don't know. It could be days, weeks or even months before he wakes up. I don't really have an exact answer to that, but since he's not from here, we're having him flown to the hospital in Atlanta, more near his home," he informed us.
"When are you going to switch him?" Mike asked him.
"Within the next hour or two, until then you can go see him, he's in room 22"."
"Will he wake up?" Jermaine asked.
"Yeah, of course he'll wake up. We just don't know when," the doctor gave us a small, sad smile before walking away.
"Fuck, a coma?" Mike said punching the wall.
"He'll be okay.. we just need to hope that he'll wake up soon," I spoke. To be honest I wanted to just break down in this hallway and cry, but I didn't because I would feel kinda selfish If I did. I've known Blaze for only about three to four months, while these guys have known him for like ten years. So I think it'd be best if I just make sure they're okay first.
I can cry later.
"Let's just go to his room," Chuck spoke, that was the first thing he's said since we got here. He had been crying, and everytime he would cry out loud, Mike would snap on him and tell him to shut up or get out the hospital.
It was a quiet walk as we made our way to the room. When we got outside the door, nobody opened it. Mike sighed and shoved the door open, revealing Blaze laying in a bed, hooked up to a bunch of different machines. If I didn't know any better then I would say that he's just asleep.
His face was still beaten, he had a busted lip, a cut over his eyebrow but it looked like they put stitches on that.. and he had a bruise on his left cheek.
"Blaze, wake the fuck up," Jermaine said tapping his shoulder. "Yo ass over here sleep and we've been worried about you. Chuck fat ass haven't stopped crying yet. I almost started crying, Mike being extra mean and Monique look like she could just use a good ass nap, so Blaze quit being a bitch and wake up," he said tapping his shoulder again. He didn't bulge.
"I don't think he can hear you," Mike mumbled.
"He in a coma, he not deaf dumbfuck-"
"Aye watch it... but I'm about to go back to the hotel and pack all our shit up so we can leave. Monique, want me to drop you off?" Mike asked, I nodded my head and followed him out.
"So what happened?" I asked quietly as we walked out to the truck.
"As soon as he got there, all hell went loose. They attacked him and we all shot at them but they had it out for Blaze, and I don't fucking know why but imma figure it out. After they shot Blaze they ran off," he informed me and I sighed.
"When do you think he'll wake up?"
"I really don't know. His ass need to make it soon though. I'll be back in an hour to pick you up so be ready," he told me as he pulled up to my dad's house. I nodded and hopped out. I already told my dad the situation so he understood why I was upset.
As soon as I walked in, I planned to go straight to my room so I could take my shower and get the blood off me, but I was stopped by my dad.
"So, what happened?" he asked me, I sighed.
"Can I take my shower first than talk to you?" I asked him, he nodded his head and let me pass him. When I was in the shower, I cried as I wiped off Blaze blood that was on my arms. I can't get the way he looked out of my head. So badly beaten...
When I got out the shower, I threw my hair up in a messy bun, put on a pair of sweats and tanktop before going to speak with my dad.
"What did you want to talk to me about?" I asked, he looked at me and leaned back, folding his arms across his chest.
"What happened with Dezmond?"
"He got into a fight, and they shot him," I lied. Well, technically I didn't lie. It was a fight actually, and they did shoot him.
"Is he okay?"
"He's in a coma so.. we don't know," he didn't say anything else for a while, he looked to be thinking.
"So, I talked to your mom while you were gone," he started and my head snapped towards him. "She told me that you moved in with some boy, and that she hasn't seen you in months. So I need you to tell me what's been going on, and don't you lie to me Monique," I slowly removed my gaze from his and looked down at my lap.
"Daddy..."
"Is it true that you've been living with that boy? Cause if it is then I swear I'll move to Atlanta right now and make sure that you'll never see that kid again. When you get back home, I want you back in your mothers house," he told me my eyes widened as I looked at him.
"Wait, no! Daddy you don't understand, I can't-"
"No, I understand alright. You are seventeen years old, what do you think you're doing living with a boy? You must be fucking crazy to think I'll allow that to happen. If you're not in her house by tomorrow I'm coming up there and trust me, it won't be pretty," he threatened. Tears pooled around my eyes.
"No! I'm not doing it, I refuse to go back in that house! You can't make me. I won't live with her," I yelled standing up, he stood up also and narrowed his eyes down at me.
"Oh I can't? Alright, you have two choices, you can either move back in willingly, or I'll force you. Last time I checked, you weren't grown yet and your mother has custody over you, so he can easily be arrested for kidnap," he told me. My eyes widened and I took a step back.
"You wouldn't... Why are you acting like this?" You don't even know-"
"Because my child has a house to live in, and it's not his. You can be mad all you want but you're moving back in with your mom, whether you like it or not," After he said that I stormed into my room to pack my things. If he thinks that I'm moving back in with my mom to get killed, then he's crazy.
I had tears going down my cheeks as I threw my clothes in the bags. This is ridiculous, and it's even worse because Blaze isn't here to defend, or protect me.
After I had all my things together, I left the room. When I did, my stepmom and all my siblings were waiting to tell me bye, so I hugged and kissed them all. My dad was leaning against the wall with his arms folded, I made eye contact with him for a brief second before leaving. Just as I was walking out, the truck was pulling up so I threw my things in the trunk and hopped in the third row.
"Got everything?" Jermaine asked me, I nodded and Mike pulled off, driving fast. "Why do you look so upset?"
"I don't wanna talk about it," I mumbled looking out the window, I could feel him staring at me but he didn't say anything. And neither did I.
They had the radio up and was making small talk as we drove back to Atlanta, but considering that I didn't get any sleep last night, I was tired so I went to sleep the rest of the way home.
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"Monique, wake up. We here," I rubbed my eyes and looked up, seeing that we were in front of the hospital. I was quiet as they checked in and led us to his room. I was confused when I saw two guards standing in front of his door, but I didn't say anything about it.
He looked exactly the same way as he did when I saw him in Miami.
Horrible.
"Chuck if you start that damn crying again, I'll beat yo ass. Don't start," Mike threatened, causing Jermaine to laugh.
I took a seat next to Blaze bed, and just chilled there, listening to the boys argue. I kept thinking about what my dad said, and there's no way in hell that I'm gonna move back in with my mom, but at the same time I don't want Blaze getting sent to jail because of me.
We stayed there for maybe an hour before Mike said he was ready to go, so we all had to leave. When it was time for me to get dropped off, they all turned and looked at me. "You gon be straight here by yourself?"
"Yeah, I'm gonna feed CoCo then I think I might stay the night at the hospital," I answered getting my things together.
"Need a ride there?" Jermaine asked me, I gave him a sad smile and shook my head no.
"I'll catch a cab, thanks though," I told them before getting out and heading inside. I set my things down and went straight outside to the patio where the dog was.
"CoCo? Come here girl, I'm back," I said patting my thighs, I heard her collar before I saw her running around the corner at full speed. She jumped on me and I fell on my back, laughing at how happy she was. Her head jerked up and she began looking around, barking. I knew exactly who she was looking for.
"He's not here," I said rubbing her head, she kept barking. I sighed and stood up going to get her food. After that I packed myself an overnight bag before heading out and calling my cab. It didn't take me long to get to the hospital, I arrived there in about ten minutes and headed straight up into his room. I was low key wishing for him to be awake when I got there... but he wasn't.
I sighed and set my bag in the chair and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Blaze.. can you please wake up? I need you right now, a lot. Things.. Things aren't good at all and I just don't know what to do, I-" I couldn't even finish my sentence before I broke down crying. I buried my face in my hands and just cried. A part of me just wanting him to wrap me in his arms, and tell me that everything would be okay. and that he'd never let anything happen to me. Why can't he just wake up?
"I know- I know that you promised you would never let me get hurt again but I don't think you can help me from this.. Please wake up Blaze, please. I need you," I said grabbing his hand and rubbing it, I noticed that it was all scratched up and bruised. What did they do to him?
I wiped my face and stood up, standing next to him. I grabbed the sheet that was covering his chest, and pulled it back. I gasped and my eyes widened at what I saw. His bare torso was wrapped but blood was leaking through it.
"What happened to you?" I whispered even though I knew he couldn't reply to me. I sighed and pulled the sheet back over him before climbing in the bed next to him after I cut the lights off, leaving the little lamp on. Being next to him right now felt like everything was going to be okay, even though I knew it wasn't.
"Goodnight Blaze."
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