Hated by Many, Loved by None 3

Author:Shan
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: SBR Publications
Published: 2013-09-22T04:00:00+00:00

14: Jahzara

I was sitting in my hospital bed eating on a bowl of grapes that my dad had brought me from home and watching the Houston Rockets and LA Clippers basketball game. This was something that I hadn’t done in a long time. Back in the day, my daddy and I used to talk all kinds of mess over these games. That was back when I was younger before I thought I was grown and left with Quin’s ass.

“Yea, you might as well give it up. Houston is gone!” my daddy said and began to clap his hands loudly. He glanced at the TV once more and then began to go over his Bible and take notes for his sermon on Sunday morning. My mama was sitting in the corner of the room asleep with a book across her chest and a blanket that she’d knitted covering half of her body.

“Whatev--Daddy, I don’t feel right,” I said gripping my head over my heart.

My daddy placed his bible and notepad on the chair next to him and leapt to my side. He looked at me with fear in his eyes, trying to detect what was wrong with me. All I knew was that my chest was throbbing with a sharp pain. It felt like someone was stabbing me repeatedly.

“What’s wrong baby girl?” he asked and grabbed my cup that contained ice cold water.

I reached out for the cup when the pain struck me so hard that I could no longer move. My vision became blurry. All of a sudden, my head started to pound. I tried to move my arm to reach out for my father again, but it was numb.

“I don’t know what’s going on. It hurts.”

“Evelyn!” my daddy yelled out. He grabbed the remote next to my bed and began to frantically press down on the nurse call button. “Evelyn!”

“Yes, can we help you!” the nurse called out.

“Something is wrong! Get a doctor in here now!” my daddy yelled out and my mother finally came to.

She jumped out of her seat and rushed over to the bed, looking around to see what was going wrong.

“What happened? What’s wrong Jahzara?”

“I can’t breathe. It hurts so bad,” I cried. “Please call Imran for me. It hurts so bad.”

I gripped my hand over my chest and squinted my eyes opened and shut. The agony I was feeling was like I was having a heart attack.

“Mama please call him. It’s not his fault that he shot me. I did something so bad that I left him no other choice. I love him and I want to be with him. Mama-” I said and gripped my hand even tighter as the constant throbbing caused my breath to leave me.

I threw my head back against the bed unable to talk anymore. The monitors around me started to sound off, each one of them beeping loudly as if one was trying to outdo the other. My mama and daddy just looked on helplessly until the door swung opened and finally someone came to my aid.

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