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to reveal one of the bell twins. isaac bell. one of my best buds.
"yo what the fuck man!"
"yea "what the fuck man" is right, i said the same thing when you stole her from me."
"what the fuck you mean? you aint never had shit with her"
"after her lil thing with jeff, i got my shot with her. but you took that shit all away, cause yo headass still had feelings for her"
i stayed silent
"i had fo suffed through that shit. now you can watch your precious wife suffer"
in one swift motion, he pulls out a gun from his pocket aiming it towards anissas lifeless body
"no no no!!! please im begging you please !" i pleaded with tears streaming down my face
"aint no pleading today, now you'll get to feel how i felt"
"FREEZE ! LAPD! DROP THE WEAPON AND HANDS UP" the police busts through the door
isaac drops the gun and slowly raises both of his hands
the police handcuffs isaac and takes him away. while i try and try to wake anissa up.
"come on baby please" my voice becomes softer as i soon realize it was no use
the paramedics come in and they take her away in a gurney with me following close behind.
"sir family only" the paramedic stops me from coming into the ambulance
"im her husband" i protest
the medic stands aside letting me in.
the drive to the hospital was terrifying and nerve racking. i thought of the worst possible outcomes.
how would callista live without her mother? how would i live without her?how would i take cake of our child on my own? how would i ever move on? could i ever move on? is there anyone better in this world for me than her? no.
we make it to the hospital and they roll her in but told me to stay in the waiting room while they operate on her.
sooner or later brandon and the boys showed up woth callista.
"Daddy!" she runs into my arms
"hi baby."
"why are you crying daddy?"
"nothing you have to worry about right now baby."
"wheres mama?"
"mama got some booboos and it really hurts, so shes seeing a doctor, but you know mama.... shes a strong woman, the strongest i know. where do you think you got your toughness from?" i squish her cheeks together
"from mama?"
i study her face and realized she looked so much like her mom... now i know that if i had to move on... i couldnt. her face would remind me too much of her.
"yea.... from mama."
