All Falls Down

Prologue.

"No! This can't be happening to me." I cry as I hold Jamarion's lifeless body in my arms.

Seventeen years old, the night after graduation and  my boyfriend of four years was killed right before my eyes. All over a basketball game, that could have been resolved differently.

"Rae get up sweetie." Nia cries as she tries to pry me off of her son's body. I just can't let him go. Right now in this moment, there's nobody else that matters.

I can hear everything from the sirens, people chattering, cries, pleads, etc.. but nothing matters but me holding my bestfriend, my lover, my soulmate.

The tears that are dropping from my face are hitting his forehead, making me wish this was his way of waking up, and it was all a dream.

How could this happen to him? He was suppose to go to college with me and become successful, now I'm all alone in this world.

First my mom, then my grandma, now my boyfriend. It seems like I can't catch a break with the deaths that are coming back to back. I know we shouldn't question God, but I just want to know why? Why Jamarion? He was a good person, wouldn't even harm a fly, but somebody took his life over a basketball game he won fair and square. It's crazy how niggas will cross you over petty stuff.

"Ma'am, we're gonna need to take his body." A coroner comes over and gently lifts me up from Jamarion's body. I slowly get up and grab ahold to Nia, as I lightly weep. I watch as they gently put his body on a stretcher and cover his body up with a white sheet.

I turn and walk away as they put Jamarion in the station wagon. I pull my phone out and check the time. 3:09 a.m. My dad has blew my phone up and I know he's pissed off at me. I decide against calling him back, I'll deal with him whenever I go home.

Nia comes up behind me. "Baby, this isn't easy for me, but you know Jamarion loved you and would want you to stop crying. He's in a better place. He was the only one of my boys who didn't put me through hell and it's hard to lose an Angel, but I'm at peace knowing he's going to be an Angel for Jesus." She says comforting me as I try to suck up my tears for her.

"It's just hard. One day he's here talking about how we're gonna get married and have kids. The next he's gone, because a nigga was jealous of him being great in basketball." I say, drying my face.

"Niggas are dirty and it's not fair, but God has a reason for everything baby girl. Never question the man above." Nia says hugging me tight.

Baby you are my world, I love you so much with your cute self. Give me kiss.

I will forever remember the his last words to me. Even though I wish we could've had one last conversation, I'm grateful we didn't leave off on bad terms.

"I should be getting home, I know my dad's probably gonna flip out." I say hugging Nia one last time as she nods her head and kisses my forehead.

"Be strong, call me later. I love you." She says, i weakly smile as we pull away. I will forever look at Nia as my second mom. From the moment she found out, Jamarion and I were dating, she treated me like her child.

I walk over to my Ford Fusion and get inside. Taking a deep breath, trying to get myself together before I drive. I replay the events in my head, watching as I witness Deontae pull a gun out his waistband and fire a single shot into Jamarion's chest. Instantly Jamarion falls, gasping for air. I kneel down and scoop his shoulders into my lap, screaming for help.

"Baby you are my world. I love you so much with your cute self. Gimme kiss." Was the last words he said before he took his last breath in my arms.

I literally watched my baby take his last breath and it's like a part of me left with him. I lost my bestfriend and that hurt more than anything. 4 years was snatched away from me right before my eyes.

I just wish things could've been different, especially knowing I'm two months pregnant.

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