Third person-
"Baby I'll call you when I get in the house," Messiah said as he walked out of the restaurant with Delilah's little hand in his. "Don't forget, Siah." Justus said as he hung up.
It's a late Friday night and Delilah and Messiah are walking to the car. Messiah decided to have a father daughter day with Delilah to cheer her up. She's been really sad about the whole mom situation. Although she didn't understand what was going on she could tell something was wrong.
"Daddy can I have puppy?" Delilah asked as she watched a person walk down the street walking their dog. "We'll see, D." That meant yes. Delilah have been asking for a dog for a while.
When they reached the car Messiah felt a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. He was trying to hurriedly get Delilah in the car so they could leave but something told him to look up.
He made eye contact with a person that looked oddly familiar. He reacted quickly when he saw that person pull out a gun and aim it at Messiah. Messiah roughly and quickly pulled Delilah back shielding her small body with his own.
Delilah cried at the sudden action and the loud noise that was being heard. Three gun shots were let out before the unidentified person fled the scene.
Messiah was still standing. Two more bullets were let out from a different direction. Then a car was heard fleeing the scene.
Each bullet hit Messiah in a different place and none hit Delilah. Messiah looked down at Delilah seeing she was okay. Delilah looked up at her dad with tears in her eyes only to see him start to fall to the ground as he let out pained noises.
Delilah started to cry hard as she looked around for a person to ask for help. She didn't know what to do. Many people walked by the little girl and man who was on the verge of death deciding not to help them. It wasn't their business and they didn't want to be involved.
Delilah looked around seeing Messiah's phone sticking out of his pockets. With her shaking hands she dialed the number her father told her to call if she ever needed help and he wasn't there. She called 911.
When the other lined picked up Delilah started to stutter out words with her broken English. "Can you help, my- my- my-," "take a deep breath
Sweetheart what wrong?" The lady on the other line said with a sweet voice.
"My daddy is bleeding, and he been shot." Delilah said trying her best to talk clearly knowing the lady on the other line couldn't understand her.
"What's your name?"
"Uhm, Delilah Ronae Harris."
"And how old are you Delilah?"
"I'm three and a half." She remembered her dad telling her that a couple of days ago.
"Where are you located, Delilah? Do you know?" Delilah looked around the parking lot unsure of what the place they were at was called.
"Uhm, I spell it?" She asked the dispatcher.
"Yeah whatever works for you, Delilah."
Delilah squinted her eyes trying to see the letters ontop of the restaurant. "Uhm...H I B A C H I?" She question. The lady knew what she was trying to say.
"Help is on the way. Delilah I need you to be brave and go sit by your daddy's side, can you do that?"
Delilah nodded her head yes even though the lady couldn't see her. When she got closer to Messiah's body she cried harder. "I need you to look at his chest, is he breathing?" "Chest?" The innocent little girl said.
"You know where your heart is?"
"Yes."
"Look at your daddy's heart and see if he is rising in falling."
Delilah did as told.
"It is slowly."
"Is he responsive? Try to talk to him ask him if he can hear you."
"Daddy can you hear me? I call 911 like you said daddy. Her said they will help you."
Delilah looked at the bloody mess in front of her. "He no answer me." "Help is going to be there soon Delilah just stay on the phone. Okay?"
"Okay." Delilah used the hand that wasn't holding the phone to wipe her tears.
"What's your daddy's name?"
Delilah took her time to think before she answered. "Messiah lamir Harris," she slightly pronounced it wrong. This is the first time she actually said his name. The only reason she knew it was because Messiah told it to her just in case something were to happen to him.
"You hear the ambulance?"
"Yes."
"They're going to help your daddy."
It's been two hours, two hours since Justus last talked to Messiah. It was only an eleven minute drive from the restaurant to Messiah's house, according to Google maps.
"Yo where is he at?" Justus spoke aloud. Devonte watched the boy in front of him panic from not hearing from Messiah. "Maybe he just fell asleep." Devonte suggested.
"He wouldn't just fall asleep and if he was tired he would text or call me like he does every night."
This was new to Devonte. He haven't see Justus act like this. Well there was one time. When Justus father didn't show up to his birthday. But this was different, this was his lover.
"Maybe just call him again." Devonte suggested. "It's going to voicemail now." Justus answered.
"Just calm down, he's alright. I'm sure he'll call back soon."
Justus nodded his head sitting down. He's a grown man, he knows how to take care of himself, Justus thought trying to shake the bad feeling away.
"Maybe I'll just drop by there."
"I'll come with you." Devonte got off of the couch following behind Justus. When they arrived at his house they didn't see any of the lights on and his car wasn't in the driveway.
"Where the fuck is this nigga at?" Justus mumbled pulling out his phone. He swallowed his pride going to text Mayla.
'You know where Messiah is?'
It took her a minute to reply and read the message.
When she opened it the text bubbles kept disappeared and reappearing.
'Him and Delilah are over here.'
Justus looked at the text for a while confused. Messiah and Mayla weren't on talking terms and Shana was staying at Mayla house. That's who Messiah was trying to avoid.
'His phone died he'll call you later.' Mayla sent a follow up message. Does she not have a charger for his phone? He thought.
Justus ran his hands down his face sighing. "Apparently he's at Mayla's house, we can leave." Justus started the car back up. "You want to drop by there?" Devonte asked.
Justus decided not to and drove them back to his house.
The next day Justus went into work automatically noticing that Messiah's car wasn't in the parking lot and he was on the schedule for today. Justus made his way to Keem's back room.
Keem was sitting there watching the news.
"Where's Messiah?" Keem asked when he saw Justus come into view. "That's what I was going to ask you."
'Brave, three and a half year old little girl- calls police after her father has been shot five times in the Hibachi parking lot. The father remains in critical condition.' Justus turns his head to the small TV.
'The brave little girl tried her best to remain calm as she was on the phone with the dispatcher.'
Justus rushed out of the room making his way out to his car to drive to the nearest hospital. He would go to Mayla's later. When Justus got to the hospital he asked the receptionist if there was anyone under the name of Messiah.
"Uhm...." The lady said. Messiah watched as she typed on her computer painfully slow. "Yes or no? Damn!" Justus yelled bringing attention to them.
Justus couldn't care less.
The lady jumped trying to type faster. "Yes there is somebody here under that name, you cannot see him. They are performing a very important surgery."
Justus ran his hands down his face pacing back and forth. Five times? Messiah got shot five times? He didn't even bother anyone, he's the peace maker.
"Okay, was there a little girl with him? Delilah?"
"I can't give out much information sir, sorry."
Justus clenched his fist trying to calm himself down. Instead of still asking the lady anything Justus left the hospital after giving his phone number so he can have updates on Messiah. He started making his way to Mayla's house.
When he arrived to Mayla house he saw there was no cars in the drive way, no blinds on the window, or anything. She was definitely apart of this and the must've planned this out.
"Fuck," Justus cursed aloud trying to calm himself down. If something happens to Delilah he would be pissed. And he was already pissed about Messiah, for the first time in a while Justus was scared. What Messiah dies? But Justus knew one thing for sure.
He would kill everyone involved.