"Is she alive?" My voice cracked violently. "RONNIE IS SHE ALIVE?!"
"I-I don't know!" she sobbed.
I couldn't hear anything after that. My heart started slamming against my ribs.
Pops was already moving grabbing his keys too, while Angel started crying asking what happened. I dragged both hands over my face trying to breathe but panic was swallowing me whole.
Not again. Please not again. Not my baby.
"Remel!" Mama grabbed my arm as I rushed past her. "What's wrong?!"
I looked at her and my voice broke completely. "Gianna got shot.
Mama gasped sharply covering her mouth while Angel burst into tears instantly.
"Get my son," I managed before running out the door.
I could hear my family piling out behind me. I attempted to open my door but my hands shaking too badly.
I felt Pop's firm hand on my shoulder. "Go on the other side. I'm driving."
Nodding numbly, I rushed to the other side and got in. Seconds later we were off. I couldn't do shit but stare out the window, body frozen in shock. My mind was already remembering what this grief felt like. My throat closed so tight, I could barely swallow. The tears in my eyes blurred my vison making the whole ride a blur of shadows and colors.
When we pulled up, I was out the car before Pops could park. Rushing inside I slapped my palms on the receptionist desk. "G-Gianna Taylor," I mumbled voice heavy. "She's my girlfriend."
The woman's face softened. "Still in surgery..." she said, "but you can wait in the waiting room with her sister." She handed me a visitor sticker.
I slapped it on, stumbling to the waiting room. I saw Ronnie, arms folded around herself pacing in short line by the window.
"Ronnie?" I called out.
Her head whipped up. "Remy!" She ran over to me and collapsed into my arms. "I can't believe this is happening," she sobbed into my chest.
I held her tight as my family made their way over.
Sucking down my emotion I pulled her back holding her by her shoulders. "Tell me what happened?"
"I called her to let her know that I talked to you. Then I heard this woman's voice…" Ronnie shook her head, staring off, voice trembling as she continued. "The woman was yelling at GG telling her it was all her fault." Her eyes came back to mine. "It was Boss's wife. She killed him. Then she shot GG."
"...What?" I shook my head in disbelief.
Ronnie nodded rapidly crying harder. "His wife killed him." She wiped frantically at her tears. "GG didn't even know. She found out right before she got shot."
My brain couldn't even process the words.
Boss was dead?
None of that shit mattered though because all I could picture was Gianna bleeding out somewhere behind those hospital doors.
"She was trying to calm her down," Ronnie cried. "Even after finding out Boss was dead, she was still trying to calm that bitch down."
I physically staggered backward.
"Oh my God," Angel cried softly behind me.
I grabbed the back of one of the chairs trying to steady myself while panic ripped through me violently. Mama startedcrying quietly behind me while Pops walked over grabbing the back of my neck firmly.
"She's alive right now, son." His voice stayed steady. "That's what matters."
