"I love you so much." She whispered in my ear and it was as though her very words warmed my heart in that moment. Even through all of the personal hell I'd recently been through just hearing Kyhanna all of the pain seemed to float away.
"I've always loved you." I replied and as I looked over my shoulder I saw a black car creeping up slowly. As it got closer to us I recognized it was a black on black Monte Carlo. Before I could even open my mouth and say anything the car rolled up on us and started shooting. We all dropped to the ground hoping for the best and prayed to God that nobody got hit. My brother Khamani ended up passing me the gun he carried. I stood up and immediately began unloading the gun on the car. I knew I had hit him because I had heard him scream through his back window which was shattered. I couldn't believe Romell had chosen to roll up on us trying to catch us off guard. He probably planned to do something like this since his brother turned up dead. His plans have failed horribly because he didn't hit me at all. Everyone started getting up off the ground slowly and I realized that everyone had been just as lucky as I was. The last person to get up from the ground was Kyhanna.
"Baby, you can get up now. The coast is clear." I announced thinking she would hear my voice and get up but when she didn't move my heart sank. I dropped to my knees and rolled Kyhanna over on her side revealing a huge pool of blood that had collected on the concrete. I completely lost it.
"Oh my God! Khyanna's been shot! Somebody please call 911! They need to get here asap!" I took my shirt off and put it up to her abdomen which is where the blood seemed to be coming from. I heard Tameeka call 911 from her phone. Her hands were shaking so bad that I thought she would drop her phone.
"Please send an ambulance in front of the family courthouse! My best friend was just shot and … .she's pregnant!"
For a moment, I thought I had been hearing things.
"Tameeka, who's pregnant?"
"Kwame … Kyhanna is pregnant!" Tameeka answered and I felt like I would pass out. I threw myself completely down on the ground and held her body close to hers.
"Come on baby. Stay with me. You can't leave me." I pleaded. Even though Kyhanna showed no sign of life I still said it repeatedly because I needed her to hear it. I needed her to know that I couldn't live without her. I wanted her ears and her heart to know that life wouldn't exist without her. My face became soaked with tears and I couldn't bear the thought of losing the love of my life. Kyhanna had become my heartbeat, the lifeline of my very existence and not having her or my unborn child in my life just didn't make sense. I loved this girl with all my heart so losing her wasn't even an option.
"Kyhanna, I love you and my baby and we're gonna be a family. You have to hold on for me baby. Our baby needs you." I interlocked her hand in mine. Kyhanna had to keep holding on and fighting. I wouldn't allow her to give up.
The ambulance arrived on the scene within two minutes and once they took Kyhanna Khamani and I followed behind them until they pulled in the emergency entrance of St. Elizabeth's. I entered the waiting area and after I checked in they told me I would have to wait out there until they stabilized her. I was a nervous wreck and my nerves were completely shot. I didn't want to lose Kyhanna. I wasn't even prepared to say goodbye to her. I closed my eyes and clasped my hands together to pray. I know it had been a while but I felt that some prayer was better than no prayer at all. I dropped my head low and closed my eyes.
Dear God,
I know I don't come to you that often but I really need you now. Please help my fiancé and baby pull through.
Amen
When I opened my eyes, I saw my mother rushing toward me and a part of me breathed a sigh of relief. My mother always had a way of bringing peace to a situation and I could already feel like things were going to be okay.
"Son, what's going on?" My mother asked as she reached out and embraced me.
"They won't tell me anything until they stabilize her. I can't even see her right now. I don't even know if she's okay."
"Oh my God. We just gotta keep on praying."
"I know mom. I just can't even think of losing her. She's my heart."
"Baby, don't talk like that. She's gonna be okay. We gonna keep praying for her until we can actually see her."
"Alright ma."
"Go and see if you can go back there and see her now." My mother instructed me.
"Okay." I got up from my seat and walked to the desk and asked the receptionist had anything changed and were we allowed to come back to see her.
"What's the status of my fiancé?"
"Excuse me sir, what's her name?"
"Kyhanna Gregory."
The woman picked up the phone and called someone in the ER and they talked back and forth for about a minute and then she hung up.
"I don't know that much and they won't let me release all her information but I do know they are still working on stabilizing her. As soon as we have an update then I will let you know." She replied.
Just as I turned around to walk away and go back to my seat, a woman rushed into the waiting area like a bat out of hell. I looked over at my mother who apparently knew the woman. My mother stood up and approached the unknown woman who was in full blown tears.
"Renita, what are you doing here?" My mother asked the woman. The woman attempted to speak but became overcome with too much emotion to speak the first time. She took a deep breath and then attempted to speak again.
"My son Romell was just shot little while ago. I just lost a son. I can't lose another one."
When I heard the woman say Romell's name I ended up pulling my mother to the private area we were in so I could talk to her.
"Ma, that's the sick bastard that shot Kyhanna."
My mother hung her head slightly and then lifted her head slightly so she could say something.
"Then we have a huge problem. Romell is your half-brother."
The End