Chapter 19 Jaslene’s Revenge Part 3:
I quickly ran outside when I saw Chris’ Brother & Rashad running with me. “What are you guys doing out here?” I asked while racing towards the noise “We ran as soon as we heard those gunshots out here, I think Chris shot someone or got shot at.” Brad responded. “Well let’s hope Chris was the one doing all the shooting.” Added Rashad. When we arrived we saw Chris lying next to a tree holding his leg in pain, I ran to his side & I placed my hand on his leg and as I looked at my hand all I saw was blood. “OH MY GOD, he’s been shot! One of you guys call somebody please!!!” “Hey, hey Ter.” Chris looked up at me. “Imma be okay baby, I got the bastard.” He grunted. “He tried to play me then he try to take off, so I shot em and he shot me back. I’m sorry baby; He didn’t tell me where the baby is. Rashad ran back towards me and Brad. “The ambulance and my phone service are shitty out here, what a fucking magical place you got here Brown.” “Aye, fuck you Shad.” He laughed faintly. “He needs to go to a hospital now, he’s becoming unconscious. Brad, Rashad please carry him to the car. I’ll drive him to the hospital.” I took off my robe’s belt & tied it to bullet wound to apply pressure to it. “You’re gonna be okay baby, I promise just stay awake sweetie we got you.” “You better let me drive Terry; I know these roads better than anyone.” I nodded and went to the backseat and held up Chris’ Head to comfort him. “Baby, what happened to your gun?” “Wh-What?” He said faintly. “The gun Chris, the gun. Where’d you drop the gun?” I repeated. “It’s in back in the woods; I buried it next to the tree.” He moaned. “Imma get rid of it for you ok? Stay awake for me honey, whatever you do don’t fall asleep.” A tear was rolling down my eye and he lifted his hand to wipe my tear away. “Don’t cry Ter Imma be alright, I ain’t got this hard head for nothing.” He lightly chuckled. Shad looked at me. “I’ll get the gun Terrance; you need to watch over Chris, I’ll meet up with y’all later.” I Nodded. “Be careful Shad.” Shad jumped out of the car and ran off into the woods. Brad drove off and I was rubbing his head. “Keep talking honey, tell Brad how we met.”
I started tearing up, Chris slowly moved up in my lap. “I was at my nightclub as usual, walking around till I saw this beautiful woman at the bar who I’ve never seen before. I walked up to her and we walked over to V.I.P. & started talking then we starting dating & falling in love with each other. My only regret is not being more honest with you in the first place and I apologize for that Terry.” He rubbed his eye. “I thought my past wouldn’t follow me now that I wanted to settle down, but it seems to be hitting me hard man, I don’t think I can handle it like I think I can.” “What do you mean Babe?” I looked at him with concern. “I mean that maybe you’re better off being with someone else who can give you a more stable and happier life than me, my life is too crazy right now for you to be a part of it. Now our child’s in danger, I got shot and I could go to jail or worse… something could happen to you or the baby. And it would be my entire fault; I just couldn’t live with myself knowing you and my daughter are in harm’s way like that.” He grunted. “As soon as I get out the hospital I’m booking you a flight back to New York.” “No you can’t do that; I won’t leave you, I’m not going.” I exclaimed. “Dammit, this isn’t a fucking choice Terrence; you could get killed from this shit!” He shouted back. “Who knows what that asshole will do to our baby if he gets to her, I will never forgive myself if I lose the both of you. I’ll call my people and they’ll look all over VA for her, I know for a fact they’re still in Virginia but Imma need to get on it fast or we’ll lose her. You’re getting on a plane and I don’t wanna hear a damn thing about it!” I saw that he was serious with his words then he looked towards Brad. “Aye man, where’s this hospital at? DC? Hahaha.” He laughed with the little bit of energy he possessed. “Terry?” “What?” I looked at him. “I love you.” He breathed. “Nuh Uh, Don’t you fucking talk to me like that ok Christopher Maurice Brown… Don’t talk to me like you’re gonna die, you’re gonna stay awake, get to the hospital and you’ll be okay. Okay?” I kissed his hand that was grasped with mine. “Stay awake, c’mon!” I yelled as he started to fade, I began to cry then I smacked him on the face. “Don’t fucking fall asleep on me!” I said sobbing. “You’re gonna go to the hospital, you’re gonna get better, we’re gonna find our daughter and you’ll be the best father in the world then we’ll live happily ever after.”
He smiled in silence. “You’ll take her to the father-daughter dances, you’ll scare off any boy who tries to date her, you’ll show her how a man is supposed to treat her and you’ll walk her down the aisle when she’s getting married, just please Chris, baby stay awake for me.” “Imma… try.” He replied softly. “Brad, are there yet? Chris is fading fast.” I bolted. “We’re here!” Brad Shouted. Brad jumped out of the car and ran to get a nurse to come outside to help us. I looked down on Chris’ face and he was motionless. “Chris? Chris? CHRIS! Wake up.” Nothing happened. “Oh my god, Brad!!!” I cried out. He ran out to me helping me carry Chris onto the stretcher & into the ER. I heard the nurses calling out codes and more nurses show up as well as two doctors heading to the operating room as I saw Chris getting put on tubes and other machines, I was stopped from going any further by a nurse. “I’m sorry but you can’t go any further ma’am, you’ll have to fill out his forms.” I nodded and went in the waiting room with Brad to fill out the hospital forms, my hands were shaking and my tears were falling onto the paper. Brad rubbed on my shoulder. “Look, you’re in no condition to do this. I’ll do all the paperwork, go outside and take a breather. When the cops show up tell them someone attacked him while y’all were walking together. Iight?” He whispered, I nodded and then headed outside. I was still shaking in fear of losing Chris and my daughter. In the back of my mind I had a feeling Chris knew who shot him by the way he kept referencing him, but with him unconscious only time will tell if we’ll find who he is. I saw a car pull up near the hospital and I saw someone running towards me, it was Rashad. “I got rid of it, how is he?” I sniffled. “He’s in the operating room, he’s unconscious Shad.” He walked over and hugged me. “It’ll be okay Terrence, Chris is a strong dude. He’ll pull through.” I continued to weep. “If he never met me he wouldn’t be like this, he wouldn’t have to be here practically fighting for his life.” Shad looked me in my eyes. “Lemme tell you something Terrance, This is not your fault. Whoever Jaslene sent to get Chris did this shit not you, we’ll find him but you need to get some rest I’ll drive you home.” He tried to take my hand, but I pulled him off.
“No!” I breathed hard. “I want to stay here till they tell me that Chris is okay.” I walked back into to hospital and he followed. I sat next to Brad and I waited, Shad sat beside me. All through my mind I was trying to brace myself for the worse, but all it did was make me worry even more. Then I saw the police walk in through the hospital doors then I got up and walked towards them. “Are you Terrance Robinson?” The officer asked sternly. “Yes I am.” I replied back in the same manner. “Please follow me.” I nodded; we walked over outside of the ER doors and the other officer was staring at me like he thought he knew what I was going to say before any questions were asked. “Miss Robinson, can you please tell me what lead to your boyfriend’s shooting?” “Well, we were walking around outside talking-““Walking around where?” He interrupted. “Around our home.” I replied. “Then what happened?” The other cop asked. “A gunman came out and we were scared and he robbed us.” I lied. “What did the perpetrator steal? He asked. “Just some cash, about $300.” I was ashamed of myself for lying, but I was not gonna let Chris end up in jail for trying to save our baby girl. “After we gave him the money he shot Chris in the leg and took off.” I felt a tear coming out my eye and I wiped it away. “Please tell me you’ll find the bastard who has done this to him.” I said with my voice shaking. “We’ll see what we can do ma’am.” The officer said coldly. “Miss Robinson?” The other officer spoke. “What’s that on your arm?” I looked down and saw Chris’ blood was still on me. “It’s his, my boyfriend Chris’ blood sir, I was applying pressure to his wound.” ”Mmhmm.” He responded. I was thinking that he was making assumptions about the nature of our relationship like the doctor did a few months back. I was getting sick of people thinking I’m being abused by him, this cycle is beyond ridiculous at this point. My daughter is missing, Chris is practically fighting for his life and I’m here all alone lying to police, doing things I never thought I would be doing in the history of my 24 years on earth.
I’m slowly losing myself all for what I believe is “love”. I just wanted complete peace in my life and I felt I haven’t obtained that ever since that one-night stand me and Christopher shared. “Thank you for your cooperation miss Robinson, we’ll contact you if anything develops.” I nodded and they walked off, soon after Julissa ran up to me in the hospital and hugged me. “Girl, how are you? Is Chris ok?” ”Chris is in the operating room right now, I’m so scared Juju.” I hugged her back in tears. “Everything is gonna be ok Terry, I’m sure of it.” “Wait Ju, who called and told you what happened to Chris?” “Oh, Shad called me and told me Chris got hurt.” “Well, Shad called Trey and he told me so I had to go to be by your side. Are you okay?” I nodded. “Yea, I’m fine. Where’s Trey?” “He couldn’t come, he had to catch a flight.” “And he left you all alone?” I asked. “Ter c’mon, I’m a big girl. I think I can do pretty ok by myself.” She chuckled. “I’ll wait with you guys here, ok?” “Sure Ju Ju, Sure.” I was starting to feel like everyone knows something I didn’t. I saw Shad over by the vending machines far from Julissa’s sight and I walked over there calmly. “Shad.” I Whispered. “Yeah?” He replied in a normal tone. “Shh, I need to ask you a question.” He nodded and we went to the other side of the machine. “Um, did you call Trey and told him what happened?” He gave me a puzzled look. “Naw, I came straight here when I stashed the piece. Is he here?” “No, just Julissa.” I answered. “Well she’s lying. I ain’t told nobody about what happened to Chris, not even his mama.” He said while eating his potato chips. “Ok, thanks Shad.” I walked away and sat in the waiting room across from Julissa. Now my suspicions are on high alert, Does Julissa know anything about the shooting? Or did Trey put her up to it? Was Trey the one who shot Chris? The more I looked at Julissa, the more her nervousness became evident. “Julissa?” She turned her head. “Are you alright? You seem very nervous.” “I-I’m okay Terrance.” I looked at her even harder, she never calls me Terrence unless she’s lying to me or wants to be nosy. I was about to confront her till a nurse came out and called my name.
“Terrance Robinson? Bradford Brown?” I walked away from my original destination and rushed for the nurse. “What is it ma’am?” I asked with concern. “Yeah, please tell us.” Brad responded. “Well good news, the doctor has found the bullet and has removed it with no permanent damage to his tissue and nerves.” “That’s great, when can we see him?” Brad queried. The nurse paused and looked down after that question. “W-What happened? Did he make it?” I said with tearful eyes. “He went into shock shortly before we operated on him, we were able to preserve him but he is in a coma… I’m so sorry.” She said in mournful tone, As she tried to walk away I grabbed her shoulder. “Wait, he’s gonna wake up eventually right?” My voice began breaking. She looked like she wanted to say yes, but she didn’t want to lie to my face. “At this time, that is uncertain. I wish I could tell you, but I can’t. If you wanna keep him on life support we will, if you want to pull the plug as his spouse and his brother you’re obligated to do that, just fill out these forms.” She handed Brad the forms. “I hope you all will be okay, this decision is not easy for anyone and it’s very hard to keep hope alive. You all need each other now more than ever, at least for Chris.” She walked away almost as she was going to cry herself. I fell into Brad’s arms and cried uncontrollably. “Oh my god, I can’t lose him Brad. I just can’t lose him.” He held me close. “We won’t lose him, he’s my brother dammit I should’ve gave that to him. What the fuck was I thinking?!” He let me go and punched the hospital wall hard. “Now how am I gonna tell mom? This is some bullshit, why the fuck did he go out there alone?!” He started to cry, I was still crying but I looked around and I couldn’t see Shad or Julissa. Where the hell were they? But I didn’t care about that now, my daughter is still missing and now she could be in greater danger than she was before. Chris is now in a coma and I feel like my own best friend knows way more than she’s leading on. Bradford and I got in the car and I faced him. “Are you well enough to drive B?” His forehead resting on the steering wheel in between his arms and he nodded. “Yes, yes I am.”
He started the ignition and made a U-turn for us to go home. My phone beeped me and I looked at it, it was a text from Julissa. “Meet me outside his house in one hour, I’ll tell you everything. And I mean everything! Please come alone, I’ll only speak to you.” I put my phone away and we were silent all the way home. When we reached home, I saw Chris’ mother Jocelyn and Charlene outside waiting for us. Jocelyn ran outside and hugged me and Brad tightly. “Are you two okay? Where’s Christopher, Bradford?” “Mama.” He sighed. “We need to go inside to talk.” She nodded slowly and we all headed inside the house to the kitchen and sat down. “What happened to my baby?” she said in a soft, but worried tenor. “Chris is in a coma mama.” He became sad again looking into his mother’s eyes. I saw that she wanted to cry, but she tried to hold her composure. “How did he end up in a coma?” Charlene interjected. “Someone told him that he had information about the baby, so he went to go meet up with him and he got shot in his leg and went into shock at the hospital.” Brad spoke in pain, Charlene began to cry. “What do you know about this?” she looked sharply at me. “The same as everyone else ma’am.” I retorted. “You don’t seem too upset about his predicament.” I fixed my eyes at her. “As you can see, I’m all cried out from being at the hospital with him trying to keep him from losing blood and conscience.” “Well That didn’t help much now did it? And why is it that whenever Chris is in some shit, you’re never too far behind?” I rose up from my seat slowly. “Let’s not forget that it is not my ex that is running around kidnapping my child shooting at me.” Barry got up and tried to hold me back. “Ladies.” “I wish you were the one shot, he could’ve moved on without poison like you in his life!” “Ladies.” Brad repeated. “You wicked-hearted bitch, you think this is my fault!” I Yelled. “Ladies!” He repeated louder. “How dare you? We all know you might as well shot him you venomous, leeching whore!” “ENOUGH!” Jocelyn jumped up from her seat yelling. “The love of your life, your nephew, my son is in a hospital bed fighting for his life! And all you people can do is argue?! What the hell is wrong with both of you?!” Jocelyn faced towards Charlene. “Charlene, you are a grown ass woman and you better behave like one. You have been attacking this young woman ever since she showed her face around here, she has birthed your great niece and has been by Chris’ side more than any person on this earth should have to so show her some form of respect.”
She faced then me. “I know you’re in pain from your daughter being kidnapped and of Chris’ current condition and Charlene blaming you for all of it is not making anything easier on your heart, but please keep in mind that Charlene is my sister and will not take kindly to you disrespecting her like that. Even if I do like you.” Bradford stood motionless. “Now, we all should come together and pray that Christopher will be ok and he’ll fully recover from his coma.” Brad commenced speaking. “Look, this is very hard for all of us to absorb as of right now. Let us all get some sleep and we’ll have cooler heads in the morning about what else we should do.” “Good idea honey, let’s all go to bed we’ll discuss it in the morning.” Jocelyn countered. Everyone went into their separate bedrooms, I washed my hands in the kitchen sink. Seeing Chris’ blood in my hands made me think of my mother and started sobbing. I felt that all of this was my fault. If I had never went to that club and had slept with Chris, he wouldn’t be in a coma, him and Catalina would still be together, she wouldn’t have died and her sister wouldn’t have had him shot. The same as if I never wanted to go Harvard so badly, my mother wouldn’t have had to work so late at the firm to pay my tuition and she would still be alive. I hurt everyone that I love, I am venomous and I shouldn’t be around to hurt anymore people. I went in the kitchen drawer and I saw a large kitchen knife then I lifted it up. I placed the sharp blade close to my wrist fearless and painfully willing to end my own life, and then I heard a quiet whisper in my ear: “Don’t do it Terrance.” I turned all around to see I’m all alone, then my phone abruptly went off. I put the knife on the counter and saw the text Julissa sent. “Where are you Terry? I’m not even supposed to be out here, hurry that ass up & get out here!!” I completely forgot about my meeting with Julissa. I put the knife away, grabbed my sweater and headed outside. I silently prayed that this wasn’t a set up like what happened to Chris, Even though all logic points to distrusting Julissa completely and calling the police on her. But she was my best friend and I wanted to hear what she has to say before take anything that far with her. I saw Julissa’s face flushed with absolute fear and uncertainty. “What is it Juil?” She walked towards me. “I know who shot Chris Ter.” She spoke in a lowered tone. “Jaslene sent Trey to kill Chris & she may try to kill you too, I had NO idea about his involvement in what happened to your daughter, nor do I know where she is. Cause you know I would’ve told you.” She looked around franticly. “Please don’t confront Trey over this; I’m scared for my own damn safety right now.” I looked at her puzzled. “Why would Trey do such a thing? He’s always talking about how Chris is his boy and how he loves him like a brother.” She folded her arms. “I don’t know what him and Jaslene got going on, but I couldn’t face you another second without letting you know this.” I became saddened. “I just want my daughter back and for Chris to be alive to see her, that’s all. This extra shit involving Catalina and her sister’s bullshit is unnecessary, I did not make Chris leave them that was their problem. My child shouldn’t have to go through this at all.” I sniffled and Julissa began to cry. “Look, if I ever find out where your daughter is you’ll be the very first person I’ll call.”
“I want you to have your little girl back; I’m praying to god that crazy bitch didn’t hurt her or worse.” I nodded. “I hope so too, thank you Julissa.” I hugged her. “I’ll always be your friend and am here for you 100%, don’t ever forget that Terry. Be safe, I Love You & don’t go anywhere else alone past tonight please.” She got in her car and drove off. I ran inside the house and locked all of the doors; I went into Chris’ room and saw a picture of him and me together. I grabbed it & hugged it while I was underneath the covers, I can’t believe the man I love, and the father of my child is close from being taken away from me forever. As much as I just wanted to give up I had to stay strong for my little girl and now my man. I fell asleep with the picture in my arms. A few months went by and word got around quickly that Chris is in a coma. I even got a twitter account updating his fans on his condition. Some thanked me for updating and comforting them; a few blamed me for what happened, but most sent him their love, prayed for him and sent him ‘get well’ cards and gifts. I even had a few death threats were sent my way, but none of them were serious. I’ve lost all the baby weight and I’ve visited Chris every single day in the hospital. A few of Chris’ celebrity “friends” came by, but only once or twice then they’d disappear. The life of celebrity, I guess. I showed up at the hospital so many times, the nurses practically knew me by name and let me through without filling any visiting records out. I’ve dyed my hair dark burgundy and it was a little evident that my face was taking a toll from all the stress. I’ve had to I spend my 26th birthday at his bedside reading a big get well card his fans made for him. I didn’t care; he needed me to be with him. As I entered his room I pulled up a chair close to him and stroked his peaceful, but motionless face. He looked so beautiful, but the sight of all the tubes, machines and IV’s all around him made me uneasy everytime. “Hey baby, it’s me Terry. I see you haven’t changed a bit.” I lightly chuckled. “I’m gonna look different when you wake up, I dyed my hair a little and I’ve been taking care of your family. Even my dad showed up to help them out, he tried to convince me to leave VA with him but I couldn’t leave your side, not even for a minute.” “I wanna tell you like I’ve told you a million times and I know you get sick of hearing it, but I love you so much & I will be here everyday till you wake up. I have so much faith in you getting better, but you have to believe that yourself.” I sighed lightly.
“The police have new leads on finding our daughter; I hope that it’s one that will help us find her. Your fans still send their love to you, they’ve prayed for you everyday since they found out.” I looked over him listening to the machine beeping and the breathing machine passing air through his body. My heart was breaking at the sight of it, my phone rang and I picked it up. “Hello?” “Hey Terrance, It’s me Brad.” “Hey, how are you?” “I’m fine thank you, where you at right now?” “I’m in the hospital visiting Chris again.” Oh okay, don’t take too long we have to checkup on the lead the sheriff told us about.” “Ok, I’ll be there soon. And Brad?” “Yea?” Thank you so much for helping me.” “No problem, Chris is important to me too, to all of us. See you later.” “Ok, bye.” I hung up the phone. “You’re brother has been so helpful to me, to us.” I held onto his hand and rested on his head. “Everything is going to be fine and when you wake up Imma give you the best sex of your life.” I smiled. “And I Promise too, I hope you’ll return the favor cause I have needs just like you breezy.” I chuckled. “I haven’t called you that in a while, maybe cause I’m too formal and professional. Oh well It’s in my nature, the same way being basic and goofy is yours.” I giggled. “Dammit I wish you could respond to me, I’ll take anything baby.” I grew sadder at my last sentence. “Just please be ok, I’ll lose my damn mind if I lost you in my life.” My teardrops fell on his cheek. “Our daughter deserves to have her father in her life, but not with you like this.” I sniffled then got up and wiped my tears. Then I felt my hand getting tighter, I looked down and I saw Chris’ hand gripping mine, I teared up again. “Oh my god, Chris I know you hear me.” I hugged him. Then I heard heels click-clacking down the hallway, I lifted my head up slowly. I saw a woman in front of the doorway. She was very pretty, medium-toned, tall, with bright hazel slanted eyes, full lips and long dark hair. “Who are you?” I asked. “Oh I’m sorry” She spoke in a Caribbean accent. Chris loosened his grip dramatically at the sound of her voice. “My name is Robyn, Chris’ ex-girlfriend.” “It seems like he got a lot of those coming out the woodwork.” I joked. “Oh, you must be the female all the blogs are talking about, Terrance Robinson right?” She walked over to shake my hand. “Oh are they? I never paid attention to those gossip rags anyways.” I shook her hand. “Well you are becoming a little bit of a celebrity after Chris’ accident; I had to come visit him as soon as I had some free time lined up.”
“Really?” I sarcastically spoke. “What do you do?” I crossed my arms. “I’m a famous singer, I thought you would at least know that much.” She answered, shocked at my question as if I’m supposed to know everything about her. “I’m not into the whole pop culture thing; it’s mentally draining and frivolous to me.” I shrugged my shoulders. “Well Poor you.” She looked up and down at me. “Yea, having a solid career and a good relationship to go with it makes me feel… y’know, so unfortunate.” I spoke with sarcasm. “Did you have a tour or something?” “No, promoting my new album, maybe I’ll send you an autographed copy of it.” “No thanks, like I said I don’t have a thing for pop culture.” “Then how did you ever meet Chris?” She inquired shifting her eyes more at me. “I went out with a friend and she introduced us and we’ve been dating ever since.” “Well he needs to continue making music, losing fans because of their lack of patience is not a trait labels take lightly.” “I don’t give a damn about none of that; I just want him to be healthy and able to function normally on his own. I don’t care if I’m the only one supporting us, I’ll do it.” She raised her eyebrows at me. “Wow, you must be really in love with or really stupid, but then again what’s the difference nowadays.” She leaned against the wall then took out a cigarette and lighted it in the room. “You really shouldn’t be smoking.” “Why? Cause It’s ‘bad for my health and singing voice’?” She rolled her eyes. “No, I said that cause things in this room could set the hospital on fire.” She scoffed. “No I’m serious; you’re standing next to two highly flammable objects and I don’t wanna see you running around here like a headless chicken… at least not when you’re that close to me.” She crossed her arms then put out her cigarette butt on the wall. I leaned over Chris and kissed him the stroked his forehead. “I’ll be back later on to see you baby.” I let go of his hand and walked over to the doorway where Robyn was still standing. She moved over to let me pass. “Have a nice day Terrance, nice meeting you.” She smiled with her eyes closed. “Same to you Robyn.” I mocked her facial expression back at her. We looked swiftly up and down each other before I sashayed out the room. While I was walking out the hospital, I pondered who the hell does that bitch think she is? She has been absent from Chris’ life for years and now she wanted to visit him in the hospital and she never asked how he was or anything. She only said how he needs to hurry up and make more music for people and the label and she was the one who almost cost him his career. She made me feel off, as if I had to watch my back whenever her presence was evident. Is that why I lost Chris’ grip of my hand that quickly? I do not like nor trust that Robyn Chick & I will keep a close eye on her ass after my trip to the police station.
Tracey LaCroix Freak Nasty In The City © 2011
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