Chapter 50 : Trouble
When the ambulance arrived the paramedics rushed into the apartment placing Omar onto a gurney shouting out several different things. One of the paramedics was a woman with long brown hair that was slicked back into a low ponytail, she came to my side and tried checking me out to make sure I was able to speak.
"Ma'am are you okay? Are you injured as well?," she asked.
I felt the words coming to the surface of my mouth but I couldn't speak, I was in utter shock.
"She's not injured but this is her child's father she's freaking out," Ashley answered.
"Okay what's her name?," the paramedic asked.
"Faith."
"Faith my name is Jodie I'm going to get him to the hospital safely, due to your state of shock I'm going to ask your friend to drive you behind us to the hospital," she yelled.
I still couldn't manage to speak any words so I just nodded my head quickly up and down in agreement. I looked at the gurney and Omar was no longer moving, he looked completely lifeless. I started to cry manically as I ran to him and grabbed his hand.
"Baby please get up, don't leave me god please don't leave me!," I cried.
Ashley came up beside me and wrapped her arms around me tightly.
"They have to take him now he's losing too much blood let them go we're going right behind them," she said.
I wiped a few tears off my cheeks and ran to Ashley's passenger door. When she unlocked it I climbed in quickly and instantly felt more anxiety than I'd ever felt in my whole life. I was trying to keep myself composed for the sake of the baby but all I could think about right now was Omar.
"I can't believe this happened, I just can't," Ashley exclaimed.
We followed closely behind the ambulance as I began nibbling at my nails. My hands were shaky and my heartbeat was so elevated that I felt tightness in my chest. I couldn't calm down or relax at all, this was really happening. One of my biggest fears was always becoming a parent but a bigger fear would be having to raise my baby knowing their father is gone.
"It had to be her, it had to be," I cried out.
"We're going to figure all of that out but right now I need you to breathe into this bag," Ashley demanded.
I grabbed the small paper bag out of her hands and began exhaling and inhaling as deeply as I could. Tears continued to run down my face as they dripped onto my lower jaw.
When we arrived to the hospital we were forced to go through the civilian emergency entrance. I seen the paramedics hand Omar off to a group of nurses and a doctor that were all pulling on pairs of gloves and yelling out which medications and items to grab for one another.
One of the nurses walked up to us immediately and asked my name.
"I'm Faith," I replied quietly.
"He's in a lot of pain but we're working on stabilizing him right now. Due to the significant loss of blood he's unconscious but our best doctor is working on removing the bullet and getting him stable so you can come in and see him," she explained.
"Thank you."
She nodded and jogged back to the room they were in.
"I have to call his mom I have to call her," I cried, searching around the bottom of my purse for my phone.
"Let me do it, I got it. Continue taking deep breaths please," Ashley pleaded.
I dropped my face into my hands and cried uncontrollably. I wanted to be okay, I wanted to feel relief but nothing was helping lean me towards that. I had argued with him today over something so stupid, and he got shot. What if the argument never happened? Why did I just not listen to him?
"His mom is on the way right now, she wants you to get checked in and seen," Ashley said, disconnections the phone.
"I'm fine, I don't need to be seen I need to know he's okay," I replied.
"You're going to be seen, let's go," Ashley snapped pulling me towards the front desk.
I frowned at her and rolled my eyes.
"How can I help you?," the front receptionist asked.
"My friend's partner was just shot she's pregnant and her blood pressure is pretty high can she be checked out?," Ashley asked.
"Of course just fill these out for me and we'll get her back to a room for some vitals," she replied.
Ashley grabbed the paperwork from the receptionist and immediately started filling it out for me. When she was finished I signed the bottom of the pages and handed it back to the receptionist.
A few moments later the same nurse who was working with Omar that had updated me when we first arrived walked out of a set of double doors and came to grab me.
"He's stable. We want to check you out first then you can go see him," she explained guiding me towards a different room.
I plopped down on the hospital bed and crossed my feet and arms to prevent from being too shaky.
"I'm sorry you're having to go through all of this," the nurse sympathized. She pulled a blood pressure cuff and pulse indicator onto my arm and finger while facing back to the monitor.
"I just want to get this over with so I can see him," I replied.
"Blood pressure is a bit high but pulse is good, let's check on the baby and I'll walk you over in a wheelchair so you can rest a bit," she answered.
She placed the Doppler onto my lower abdomen and Ashley grabbed onto my hand firmly. The room suddenly filled with the sound of the baby's heartbeat, like a little galloping horse that was running.
"Perfect heartbeat. 169. Baby sounds just fine mama, let's go."
The nurse wheeled me over to Omar's room which was a few rooms down from where I was. I looked into the room and seen him in a gown with his eyes closed. I wheeled myself to the side of his bed and grabbed his arm while planting a kiss onto his forehead.
"Babygirl," he babbled. His eyes began to slowly open and a small smirk crossed his face.
"Hi baby! Hi!," I exclaimed.
"How are you? How's the baby?," he asked.
"We're both okay."
"Thank god. I was so scared," he replied.
"I was terrified for you, I can't believe this happened," I cried.
"I need you to be strong for me, go get some rest go home with Ashley I don't want you at your apartment anymore," he insisted.
"I got her Omar, I won't let her go back," Ashley replied.
"I love you," he said quietly. He closed his eyes again and I continued to hold onto his hand while crying.
"Go home baby, I'm here with him I won't leave his side," his mom announced from behind us.
She nodded and pulled me into a big hug rubbing my back gently.
"Thank you," I replied.
When I got into Ashley's car I felt my sadness turn to pure rage. I was no longer scared I was pissed. Whoever did this would pay, that was a guarantee.
A/N : Thanks for reading everyone! The novel is almost at 26k reads which means so much to me. Stay tuned. 🤍