Time: 6:45
Date: December 4, 2019
~ Sahila Mahendra Abbételli
I woke up to a cold and empty side on the bed. I blinked the sleep away out my eyes to see Zaire was no where in sight. It was 9 in the morning and I didn't feel right. I was mad that he still left me knowing i hate sleeping alone. But I was really tired. I jumped out of bed feeling queasy, something just wasn't right and I couldn't shake the feeling. You know how you get that gut feeling.
Just to make sure I called him and it rung out. I cared about Zaire even though I didn't like showing it, he was becoming a huge part in my life and I loved it. I kept calling him and calling and not once did he answer. I left messages and everything and he still didn't answer. My palms started to sweat as I called him a few more time. The amount of times I called showed that I was serious as ever.
I quickly threw on some sweats and any shoes that where in sight. My palms were sweaty as I got in my car, I didn't know where I was going I was just driving around looking for him. As I started the car I got a call from Hakeem. He should know where Zaire is right, why didn't I call him.
"Sahila meet me at the hospital now...." before I could say anything Hakeem had already hung up.
My heart started beating rapidly as I sped to the hospital. I didn't expect anything to be wrong with Zaire, I couldn't shake the feeling I had. If he was hurt, I wouldn't know what to do. I didn't want to believe that Zaire could have gotten shot or something. It just didn't fit in the same sentence.
Zaire was always careful especially when he was on the streets. Zaire was my baby even if he didn't know it, that boy had become my everything. My brothers even see it, how my eyes light up every time I see him and it's funny because I can finally admit I do have strong feelings for him.
All these thoughts where racing through my head as I reached the hospital. My heart was beating fast as I got out the car and raced into the hospital to find Hakeem, Andrew, a woman that looked about in her 60's and Zaire's little sister Amira. As soon as she seen me she ran up to me and hugged me. She put her head on my shoulder and started crying.
"Let me know now, is he okay." I asked wanting him to get whatever he had t say over with. I put Amira down and held her hand tightly.
"I'm sorry Sahila, they said he wasn't doing too well."
I couldn't breath. I started breathing in and out like I'm suppose to, but it didn't work. My heart sped up and my chest tightened and that's when everything just went black.
Time: 9:16 PM
At the Hospital
I woke up to a bright ass light in my face. Realizing I was in a hospital bed. I hate hospitals with a passion, there where so much sick and dead people. But I hated it mostly cause my Jaden took his last breath in this hell hole. It pained me to know there was nothing I could do to take his pain away.
"I see you are awake Ms. Abetelli." Some lady said smiling at me
I nodded
"Can you bring in Hakeem and Andrew if there still here."
She nodded and then walked out. Then Hakeem and Andrew walk in with bloodshot eyes.
"Where's Zaire." I looked at the time and it was 9 o' clock
"Sahila You had an anxiety attack when we told you Zaire was shot and he wasn't doing so good. You hit your head against the floor and you started bleeding, before we could even finish." Hakeem said
I processed what he said. My Zaire shot. I didn't know if this shit was a dream or reality....
"Finish."
"He has been in surgery for 2 hours. The doctor said that the surgery was successful but after they had some problems and he fell into a coma." Hakeem said his voice cracking. Andrew then stormed out the room
I didn't know what to feel at this moment. I felt shitty.... It was a feeling I haven't experienced in a while.
"I'll give you a moment." Hakeem said as he left the room
As soon as he left I silently cried. I have't cried since I lost my son. I couldn't loose Zaire too. Why did G*d feel the need to take these people away. All the crying I did my head started pounding, but I avoided it.
"Who shot him."
"What." Hakeem said playing dumb
"Don't play dumb Hakeem who the fuck shot him."
"Come on Sahila does it matter." He said rubbing the back of his head
"WHO THE FUCK SHOT HIM." I screamed at him
"Someone named Ring. If it makes you feel any better we had him tied up at the trap." I stared a deep hole in Hakeem's face.
I nodded "Can you do me a favor and not do anything with him until I handle him."
"I don't think Zaire would want that."
"Matter fact I'm not asking you Hakeem, I'm telling you. It could be our secret."
"Uh yeah I'll se what I can do."
"What room is he in."
"Room 4720. I'll take you to him." Hakeem took me to Zaire's room.
There he was, attached to all these wires and shit. I didn't like it at all but I was going to stay. I was going to hold him down without a doubt.
"The doctor said he could hear everything, but he can't feel nothing. He's basically paralyzed, although you can see him smile a little." I shook my head ok and he walked out the room to give me sometime with Zaire.
"You see if you would of just stayed in bed with me this would have never happened." I said sitting on a chair by his bed.
I sighed, a heavy sigh "I don't know what to say. You know I'm not good with words"
"I wish I could take your pain away, or we could trade places. I don't want you hurt." I didn't like the sight of him in this condition. I felt like I can feel his pain, like we share pain
"This is hard, I don't know what to say."
"I feel like shit, my head is hurting. Hakeem said I had an anxiety attack, I hit the floor hard and I was bleeding from the back of my head. I sure as hell didn't take you being shot too well, but I knew I had to hold it down for." I looked at Zaire and he looked pale. He didn't look like my niggah that I knew and liked.
"Nah you not even my best friend..... To be honest I'm tired of hiding my feelings for you Zaire. This is easier because your asleep. It's hard for me to share my feelings for you when your awake and active. Boy that smile Kills me and your eyes are a distraction. Excuse me for taking only now to tell you I do like you. Like I said I'm not good on the sharing feelings shit. I've always liked you I'm not gone front and I hated the fact that I did but I've grown to love it." I looked at him and he still didn't move
"I remember when you said you were going to fall in love with me and that I didn't have to love you back. You said you were going to give me your heart anyway. Do you know what that did to me."
"I never felt this way before, so I guess it's interesting. I think that's when I started to like you. Or maybe it was just your goofy, and your stupid ass smile. And I love when I could feel you staring at me. fucking weirdo." I rolled my eyes playfully even though he couldn't see me.
I finally took a quick glance at him to see he was smiling. It hurts me to see him like this.
"Just to let you know we're boyfriend and girlfriend now. Sitting her looking at you made me realize how much I care for you. I'm scared of loosing you, I don't ever want you to leave me."
I looked at him once again and he was still smiling. I got in the hospital bed with him, although he was heavy as fuck I pushed him over a little. I rapped my arms around his neck and put his head on my neck.
"Goodnight ugly, I hope you wake up for us." I said praying he would wake up, I don't want to do this alone again. I just hope he wake up soon.
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Sahila had that gut feeling, or maybe it was just the dick
Zaire wasn't answering the phone
Sahila in her feelings
What is Sahila talking about she can't do this alone again...
Is Zaire going tom wake up for them
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