Chapter 20: Chapter 20

Chapter 19

The whole atmosphere went quiet, only cars zooming past could be heard. The whole thing went like a flash. Maybe that was the power of the tongue my late mother used to tell me.

I still wondered how I was able to shut these thugs but that thought didn't last for long as I felt their presence at my back.

"Who the fuck are you?" He dragged me to face him.

"Am Aaron and you are disturbing the peace of these people here I'm this building" I challenged.

The stars were obvious as his Punch hit my cheeks. The pain I felt was worst than a broken leg. It got me collapsing to the floor.

"Leave him alone" Becky shielded as though she could be able to fight the giant thug.

Another guy; the guy I fully recognized from the last attack whispered to the ears of the gang leader at that time I stood up wiping the little blood spilling from my lips as a result of the punch.

"If it isn't Aaron Benson. You dick" he said drawing out his dagger.

"What you want from me" I shouted.

The customers in the building started leaving as soon as other members of the gang took out a different weapon.

"You took something that isn't yours and my boss doesn't like it" he replied walking stylishly towards us.

"Becky take my phone, call Jefferson and Tony" I whispered to her.

"Aaron stop this Ok, apologize" she replied tears trickled down her face.

"Becky run now" I shouted.

The bartender assisted me in getting Becky out against her free will.

"Prepare to dance pretty boy" he swung his knife towards me and I Dodged it. I picked up two bottles as a weapon but my strength failed me as heavily blow rained on me. It was a thought a herd of cattle ran over as they left me half-dead on the floor. The security guard, Becky, and some other gathered at the door everyone calling 911 but some taking videos.

I stood up, wanting to revenge on this leader. I ran towards him with a punch in his eyes that sent him straight to the floor. He stood up and responded with a stab at my stomach with his knife. That was when the Los Angeles police department burst in but they got lucky as they escaped through the back door.

I could only hear sirens and gunshots as blood covered my eyes. The voice around me faded before I passed out.

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BECKY'S POV

I rushed to his aid. The knife went deep into his stomach and he was bleeding fast.

"I need an ambulance!" I shouted.

My heart raced far. If Aaron dies I wouldn't forgive myself for watching him fight without assisting even if I can't assist.

The siren of the ambulance was louder than that of the police. They brought in a stretcher and place Aaron on it. They restricted everyone from following them not even me

"Keep calm lady he would be alright" a lady on a red Cross uniform assured me.

I dwelled on her assurance. The same words keep flowing through my heart as I lay alone on the bed we use to share. But now it was just pillows and blankets that were in his space.

That's the night the cold hit me unusually. I felt like a huge part has left me.

Sleep wouldn't come even when I got tired. I took some pills for sleep but looks like it ain't working on me.

Thoughts ran through my mind causing fresh tears to trickled down to my pillow before the sleep came with full force.

"Becky, you are the cause of this" a zombie Aaron yelled

"What did I do?" I Said pointing a shotgun at it with my hands shaking.

"You turned me into this!" He growled and walked towards me.

"Am gonna shoot you" I threatened.

He grabs hold of my gun head and whispered into my ears.

"You won't shoot me not because you don't have the guts but because you still love this beast"

I shouted on top of my voice waking up sweating despite the CD and breathing out loudly.

"Ohh my God" I cried.

I hardly get nightmares but this one seemed real. I got into the bathroom, washed my face, and took some coffee.

For the remaining part of the night, I couldn't sleep. I dialed his number but it was switched off.

"Aaron is busy please leave a message after this beep" the phone beeped.

"Hey Aaron, I can't sleep. Are you ok? Am sorry for not protecting you....." My mouth dried up I deleted the messages.

I walked into the sitting room inserted some soft music with a reduced volume.

6:55 am

The song came to an end and some pop smoke vibes came up. This made me think more about Aaron. He was a huge fan of late pop smoke. Don't Know why he likes the nigga.

"Christian Dior Dior bla bla bla, when it rains it pours she like the way I arrrrrrrrrrh" I vibe to the song skipping most parts as I prepared Aaron's favorite meal.

I got dressed and ready to leave for the hospital but I don't know how to drive talk less of driving a bi-turbo Mercedes.

I picked the keys to Mrs. Benson's van. More easy to drive although kinda bug but it was the easiest of all three cars.

Car honks, sharp breaks, insults, police cautions, traffic all because of me. I haven't driven any car since I was born this my first vehicle to drive.

How I got to the hospital was still a miracle I can't explain. No road checks or road safety.

I ran up the stairs with the huge food basket I was impatient couldn't wait for the elevator. I regretted the immediate action. The stairs were longer than I expected.

"Welcome madam, how may I help?" A fair-skinned blond nurse asked holding a slate.

"I wanna see a friend Aaron Benson" I replied.

"Oh, his brothers just went to see him recently" she replied smiling.

"His brothers?"

"Yeah, wearing a black hoodie and red caps" she replied walking away.

I dialed 911 as I ran towards the room after calling the security guards.

My instincts were right. It was the thugs.

"Hands up" the guard yelled pointing a gun a the three guys in the room

Aaron was still asleep or in some state of rest. I sat close to him watching the police handcuff the three guys

"Becky," the leader thug said turning to mem

"You are the cause of this," he said aloud as he was dragged out by the security men alongside his boys.

I still didn't understand what he meant by I was the cause. Maybe Aaron had some answers to all this I might as well wait for him to get up.

I waited, I stayed with him throughout the night till the next day

I felt a tap on my shoulders. It was Aaron tapping me as I slept on the couch close by.

"Hey babe," he said.

"Aaron you are awake, ohh my God am so happy" I hugged him even if he was still on the patient's clothing lying on the bed.

We spent time talking about how his injury felt what led to the fight and all that stuff.

We were both laughing until I broke the big question.

"Aaron I am the cause of all this. Explain" I said coldly. Seriousness in my voice.

"Becky, no they just playing" he replied.

"Stop fucking around with Mr now before I lose it on you nigga" I blasted.

"I can't watch you getting hurt every day" I added.

"It's nothing believe me" he replied.

"First, I say the painting 'am coming for you, then we were being followed by some kinda SUVs, you having scars on your ABS and now almost ending up dying. What is going on" I shouted?

"They are after us because I am dating you" he replied.

"They didn't ask me out I can't remember," I said.

"No, their boss is the one"

"Who?"

He became silent as he winced with pain adjusting himself up the bed.

He took a deep breath before saying the name.