Someones Death Bed

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Killah POV

"Can you hear me sir?" A paramedic asks.

"He's conscious." Another one says.

I turn my head seeing them pull Caleb's car seat out the car.

"She's pregnant." The women says as they lift Paris on to the stretcher.

"Paris?" I call out.

The man finally fully pulls me out the car.

"Take him in." They put Caleb on a separate stretcher in a separate truck.

"Sir." The man says.

I knocked out again.

Rob POV

I was chillin on my couch watching the news when I see a familiar car, I turn that shit up real fast.

"A two vehicle collagen just off the highway flips a car completely, the car held a man, his pregnant wife and their son. The victims were just identified Caleb, Paris and Caleb jr Kuwonu." The reporter says.

"What the fuck?" I stand.

I call the boys and they all said they would meet me there.

I get in my car and speed off.

"Where is my son?" I ask the desk.

"Name?" She asks.

"Caleb Zion Kuwonu." I say.

"He's slipped in and out of consciousness, but he's doing okay. Room 283." She says.

"What about Paris and Caleb jr?" I ask

"They are both in surgery sir." She says.

I walk down the hall.

I open the door and see Zion ripping the tubes out his arm.

"Sit down, the fuck wrong with you?" I ask him.

"W-Where are they?" He asks.

"They're both in surgery." I tell him.

"I should've just let her drive." He sighs.

"It wouldn't have done anything, the car would've still collided." I tell him truthfully.

"The impact wouldn't be that bad for her, she's pregnant. Rob my kids, what happened to them?" He asks.

That's when the tears fell.

"I-I don't know yet." I shake me head.

He sits back head in hands.

Killah POV

This can't be happening, what have I done.

"What hospital are we at?" I ask.

"Mayflower." He informs me.

"Prospers here." I stand.

"What are you talking about?" He says.

I feel my throat go dry.

"The stabbed him, he's dead. We were in our way here." My voice cracks.

"Shit!" Robs stands too.

"Wait here while I get the room number." He says.

We walks away and comes back soon.

"Come on." He says.

I follow him too his room where he laid, multiple stab wounds.

"They say the one that killed him was the one to the neck." Rob confirms.

"He wasted his whole life on me." I tell Rob.

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