Ch24.

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Dave POV
1 week later.
📍St Raymond New Cemetery, Bronx. NY.

In loving memory
Shawn Jr Alsina
'Gone yet not forgotten'

I looked down at how they lowered Pope his casket in the ground, I couldn't cry anymore. My tears were empty, couldn't eat and I couldn't sleep. This is a whole deja vu, Pope died the same way Jay died. The closest niggas to me died.

Word got around Pope got shot because they thought he was someone else, the anger inside when I heard that. I wrecked my whole living room that day.

I jumped when I felt a hand touch my back, looking to my side Eden stood there. Dried tears on her cheek.

I'm thankful for her, since I got out the hospital she been staying with me. She took time off from her job just to check on my ain't shit ass.

"Let's go baby." Eden snapped me out of my thoughts rubbing my back. I looked around at all the people that showed up to the funeral.

Pope his family, Samira and homies from the hood.

I nodded my head at Eden and she grabbed my hand intertwining our fingers, we walked away from the crowd that was gathered around Pope his casket. We watched from a distance how everyone was there for each other.

Eden stood in front of me with her arms wrapped around my waist and her head rested in my chest. I leaned down and rested my head in the crook of her neck.

I felt numb on the inside, the pain I've been feeling for weeks. Me and Eden, Pope that got killed.

I feel like I need to take revenge, Pope is a young black male that got killed in the streets. He's never going to get his justice because they not even gon put in effort to find the killer.

My thoughts were caught off by loud yelling.

"What is he doing here ?!" I looked up and Pope his mom was making her way towards us with Pope his little sister and Samira behind her.

"Is she talking about you ?" Eden frowned looking up at me.

"Dave what are you doing here ?!" Pope his mom stopped in front of me.

"Momma come on, he didn't do anything." Pope his sister tried to hold her back but she slapped me in the face.

"You are the reason my son died ! It should be you in that casket not him ! You introduced him to this dumb street shit !" She went off on me and pointed her finger in my face. I couldn't even look her in the eyes, she was right.

"Ma'am please stop." Eden said, I was ashamed and embarrassed. By now everyone that was attending the funeral was looking at us.

"You need to go, you are not welcomed here." His mom said and I swallowed the lump in my throat.

"Come on baby." Eden grabbed my wrist pulling me with her. I couldn't even say something.

We got in my car and I immediately started crying with my head against the steering wheel.

I felt Eden tug on my arm, I sat back in my seat and she crawled into my lap wrapping her arms around me.

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