Me: "She was shot. I woke up 'round three...four sum'n' and she wasnt there. She dropped Lil Aug off at my mama house dis mornin'. I called and texted. No reply and na I see why. Dis is fucked up!" I semi-yelled wit my face in my hands

I'm cryin' fa'real. MeMe don't do shit. She left dat lifestyle behind a looong time ago. Dey finna make me go back. I get out tha car and I see all these paparazzi foo's in front of tha hospital. I walk through'em and dey askin' all types of shit. I wanna punch all of'em in dey damn face. I walk in tha waitin' room and sit in tha chair. Then I would pace back and forth. I can't be still...fa shit. I was walkin' 'round fa a good hour til a doctor came out

Doc: "Family of Mariah Jones"

We meet him half way and he closes his folder

Doc: "Okay. I have good news and bad news"

Me: "I want tha good news first"

Doc: "Well the good news is that she's okay. She's doing fine now..."

I felt relieved when he said dat

Doc: "But she was shot three times. Once in the arm and twice in her side which caused her to lose blood. Which leads me to the bad news. Umm. Which one is her husband?"

Me: "I am"

Technically I am I would say...

Doc: "Were you aware that she...was three weeks pregnant?"

My whole mind went numb. We stopped usin' a condom a week afta I started usin'em cuz we both got tired of'em. I guess I fa'got ta pull out one night

Me: "Noooo. I didn't..."

Doc: "Well she was three week pregnant and-"

Me: "What do you mean by "was"?" I asked doin' air quotes

Doc: "Since she lost blood...she lost the baby"

Afta dat I walked off. Dis is fucked up. Fa'real.

Janae POV:

Yo dis is fucked up! I left tha kids wit Diana. She comes and visits dem when she can so she's at Kirk and I house. I wonder who did it and why? She'ont fuck wit nobody. She one of tha coolest people I know so what would be dey reason. Aug juss walked out cuz of what he juss found out. And I'm still in shock from it

Me: "Is she up?"

Doc: "Yes she is. If you'd like to go see her, her room is on the third floor. 356"

Me: "Thank you"

He smiles and walks off. We go ta tha elevator and wait fa it ta hit third floor. When it does we look fa ha room and when we do we walk in and she's playin' wit ha fingas

Me: "Hey MeMe"

She look up and gives me a small smile.

Mariah: "Sup"

Chris: "You still in pain?"

Mariah: "Nah. Dey drugged my ass up"

Bresha: "I can tell. You a lil...out of it"

She laughed a lil. I pulled out my phone and texted Aug and he said he's on his way back. We was there talkin' fa a good 45 minutes then Aug walked in. He must've smoked a blunt on tha way hea' cuz he smell like weed.

Michael: "Aye. We finna go. Let y'all talk..."

Chris: "Glad you 'iight, sis"

Me/Kirko: "Me, too"

Bresha: "Me, three. I will beat somebody ass if I have, too"

Mariah: "*giggles* You have issues"

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