A/N: i'm 19 but I swear i'm 72 in spirit smh. Anyway, this chapter is kinda ass, but its necessary for the next chapter. The pic in the MM is one of my faves of him ❤ and ima need him to stop making my heart palpitate on snapchat.
Regine Iman Thomas
We werent sure what was going on. We were only given a small piece of information. A doctor was supposed to come out and talk to Nicole soon.
All we knew was that he had been shot numerous times. Not by anyone that had beef with him. Not by somebody that had it out for him.
But by the police.
I never thought that I would know someone that ended up a victim of police brutality. It was something that I had always prayed God protected my people from night and day. It was getting worse and worse and the fact that it had now affected me personally made it worse for me.
Nicole was an emotional wreck. Joey had just gotten here a few minutes ago. He looked like he was going to explode at any moment. Both of them were shaking. Nicole was sobbing to the point that there was snot and tears constantly making way down her face. Joey wasnt crying but I was watching him and I could clearly see his eyes water every once in a while. He wouldn't let them fall though. He only closed his eyes and bit them back.
I wasnt sure how I felt. I knew I was scared for Denzel, but I was tired of crying. I had enough of it. I had cried too much within the past month. It wouldnt be any help for all three of us to be emotionally distressed. Someone had to be stable.
We were in the waiting room. Joey was sitting across from me. Nicole was beside me. Occaisionally Joey and I would make eye contact and I could already tell something was off.
He wasnt thinking straight. He was most definitely scatter brained. I didnt like the feeling of not knowing what was going on in his head at times like this.
After a few more minutes of waiting, a nurse came in and asked for Nicole to come with her. She quickly rose and followed her out into the hallway.
I looked over at Joey. He looked up to meet my eyes and we held contact. I wanted to say something but I couldnt bring myself to. Neither of us were speaking vocally but we knew what we wanted to say.
We were just too stubborn.
The sound of Nicole shrill was the knife that cut our vision from each other and to the doorway. Joey hopped up first but I was too afraid to move.
As he began to walk out, she eased back in, face red, eyes red, bawling like before.
"What happened?" I asked her shakily. I didnt want any bad news to spill from her lips.
"He's in a coma and they dont know if he'll make it" she said through tears. That was when my heart fell to my feet and my eyes darted to JoVaughn who had managed to leave the room in a split second.
I was torn. Stay with Nicole or go after Joey? Both needed me at the moment.
"Go get him Reggie" Nicole sniffled and sat down. I looked at her for reassurance. She avoided my eyes and nodded. "He needs you right now, just like Denzel needs me."
I got up and sped walked towards the direction he went in. I caught him just when he reached the elevator. He pressed the button. He was antsy and when I reached for his arm he shook me off.
"Joey" I said as we walked into the elevator.
"Dont talk to me" he mumbled.
I frowned in response. "Where are you going?"
"Dont worry about me. Go back to Nic" he muttered as the elevator reached the first floor.
"No. I am worried about you and I am going to worry about you. Your best friend is in the hospital and its bothering you. I know it is."
We exited, both not saying a word. He sped up walking towards his car. When he got near it, he stopped and turned back to look at me.
I stopped and looked at him as well. "Regine i'm fine okay? Just go back inside."
"No. Talk to me" I pleaded with him.
"Nah. Cause all you gone do is feed me that 'he's going to be okay' bullshit. We know damn well he aint" Joey said angrily.
"Yes he is. And stop speaking negatively" I said sternly. He was being ridiculous.
"No he's not Regine. And i'm not speaking negatively. I'm speaking facts."
"You're really pissing me off" I said to him irritably.
"Like I always do right? Cause i'm fucked up Regine. Why were you so in love with me?"
"Were? You mean why AM I so in love with you?"
He chuckled and looked away. "Regine I fucked you over and you made it clear that I aint shit to you!" he shouted.
"What are you talking about?! I HAVE NEVER!" I yelled.
"I'm so fucking sick of this shit. All I do is fuck up."
"Look at me JoVaughn" I moved closer to him and pulled his chin to look at me. "Talk to me. I can help you through this. Please." His eyes started to water again. I thought I was about to get something out of him but he reached up and pried my hand off of his face.
"Go back inside and talk to Nic. I dont need help." Before I could grab him again, he hopped in the car and left.
