Nurses came running out with a stretcher. We laid BooMan on it and they rushed him inside. I tried to follow but they stopped me.
"Sir, you need to wait here—"
"THAT'S MY BROTHER!" I roared. "THAT'S MY FUCKING BROTHER!"
"Sir, please, let us do our job."
Security came over and Trigg grabbed my arm, pulling me back.
"Bro, let them work. Let them work on him."
I was shaking, covered in blood, tears streaming down my face. We sat in that waiting room for what felt like hours. Nobody said shit. We just sat there, waiting.
* * *
An hour passed and a doctor came out. I stood up immediately, with my heart in my throat.
"Are you here for the gunshot victim?" he asked.
"Yeah, yeah, that's my brother. Is he good? Tell me he good."
The doctor's face told me everything before he even opened his mouth.
"I'm very sorry. We did everything we could, but he didn't make it. He lost too much blood."
I felt like somebody ripped my chest open.
"Nah... nah, you lying. GO CHECK AGAIN!"
"I'm very sorry for your loss—"
"GO FUCKING CHECK AGAIN!" I lunged forward but Trigg and Rah grabbed me, holding me back.
"Bro, he gone," Trigg said, his voice breaking. "He gone, man." I collapsed to my knees, sobbing so hard I couldn't breathe. BooMan was dead. My best friend since we was shorties. The nigga who was just laughing and smoking with me an hour ago. Gone.
* * *
I don't even remember the drive home. Everything was a blur, the streets, the lights, all of it. I pulled up to the crib and walked through the door, still covered in BooMan’s blood, my eyes red and swollen.
Yah-Yah was sitting on the couch, and the second she saw me, she jumped up.
"Where the FUCK you been?" she yelled, storming over to me.
"You got the fucking audacity to come walking in here this fucking late!"
I didn't say shit as I just walked past her toward the stairs.
"Don't walk away from me!" She followed me, her voice getting louder. "I read the texts, Sosa! I read the fucking texts from that bitch Sheree!” she screamed and still I was silent.
'You acting funny after I just sucked yo' dick'? REALLY, SOSA?" I stopped at the bottom of the stairs, my back to her. I couldn't even process what she was saying.
"You out here cheating on me? After everything? You really out here letting bitches suck your dick?"
I turned around slowly, my face blank. "Yah-Yah... not right now."
"Not right now?" She looked at me like I was crazy. "When then, huh? When is a good time to talk about you disrespecting me?"
"Yah-Yah, I'm serious. Not. Right. Now."
