Oakland [✓]

13. karma's a broken nose

I have this whole story planned out yet a bitch still got writer's block. 

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"Boy, you better explain why you in a mother-fuckin' hospital with stitches in your damn leg! What did I tell you about this shit Isaiah? I can't afford to lose your ass, you gotta whole life ahead of you and you decide to mess with gang shit! I'm pissed as fu–"

I quickly stuffed my phone into my pants before my momma could get another curse word out. Everyone sitting in the hospital waiting area had their eyes locked on me and Reese, mostly concerned stares wondering why I was getting cussed out through the phone.

"Isaiah turn it off of speaker phone," Reese hissed. "Everyone's staring."

I held my phone up, shouting still coming from the other line. "It's not on speaker phone," I said flatly.

Reese pressed her glossed lips into a tine line. "Yikes..." she trailed off.

I brought the phone to my ear. "Momma–Momma! Chill out! Reese and I are fine, it's just a few stitches." I told her.

I could imagine the harsh expression she was making right now. "Your father and I will be up there soon, be prepared for me to whoop yo ass in front of everyone," she warned, hanging up the phone immediately after.

A sigh escaped my lips as I brought my head to my hands, shaking it in frustration. I had an angry mother, a hurt friend, and a crazy cousin who promised he would take out Bobby himself for hurting us.

The thing is, we don't even know if it was Bobby who shot Drake. Hugo left us in the dark about what happened, he hasn't muttered a word since Drake went into surgery.

"Zay!" a familiar voice shouted from the doorframe. 

I looked up to see a worried looking Amour running towards me with a bouquet of flowers and some white kid following closely behind. I quickly got up to wrap my arms around him hugging him tightly as I spun him around, his arms wrapped around my neck. It felt like my heart was beating a million times a second as I inhaled his scent.