by Tee Jae
“Mrs. Santana, can you make your way to the stage, please?” His words slurred into the mic.
I walked over staring at my handsome husband never breaking eye contact with him, He stared at me for what seemed like forever like he was staring into my soul. I stared right back into eyes letting him know that this love was real. Once I made it to the stage he leaned into me and kissed my lips and that familiar smell of his Creed cologne invaded my nostrils getting my juices flowing.
“Mmmmmmm,” I love this man I smiled to myself.
“Tonight has been perfect and on behalf of my wife and I, we want to thank…”
Before he could finish, everyone’s attention went towards the ruckus at the entrance door of the ballroom door security was having trouble with someone.
“Who the fuck is that?” Khadi barked into the microphone. Security moved aside, and everyone gasped as Khaza pushed through.
“This how the fuck we doing this shit, big bro?” Khaza walked through the crowd towards the stage shocking everyone who thought he was still in a coma. I turned towards Khadi, so he could get this situation under control and laid my eyes on the red dot resting on his chest. “Khadiiiiiii”
Tat! Tat! Tat!
I screamed trying to push him out the way right before the bullets tore thru his body lifting his body a few feet in the air before he hit the floor. I immediately placed my body on top of his, call me crazy but I’d definitely take a bullet for my husband knowing he’d definitely do the same.
Khaddo, Zilla, and Biggs and a few of his goons opened fire at what seem like thin air as the crowd went into a frenzy but all I could think about was Khadi’s safety.
“Khadi, baby hold on,” I cried as he grabbed on to me for dear life. “Helpppppp Meeeeeeee!” I screamed, I couldn’t believe this was happening…nooooo not today… my man could not die on me today. I shook my head wishing this was a dream, feeling Khadi losing conscious. I could hear the sirens in the distance, “Please, baby don’t leave us.” I begged as he stared at me with hopeless eyes. “Help Meeeeeeeeeee,” I screamed again. Khadi tried speaking but was choking on his blood. “Shhhhhhhhh,” I told him, “Tell me later.” I only hoped I believe what I was saying. “Helllllllllp,” I screamed again as my tears mixed with blood ran down my face.
Khaza grabbed me, “We have to get him to the hospital.”
I jerked away from him pushing him in his chest, “What did you do?” I cried hysterically.
“What the fuck? You think I did this?” he tried picking Khadi up off the ground.
I started hitting him landing punches anywhere I could, “Everything was fine until you came in here. Get your hands off my husband,” I slapped his arms away. “Helppppppppppp,” I screamed and felt a sigh of relief when I saw Khaddo headed our way.
“What the fuck are you doing Brooklyn let Khaza help,” Khaddo barked at me.
“No! I don’t fucking trust him. Khadi don’t fuck with him, therefore I don’t,” I said as the EMTs rolled up with a gurney. Biggs grabbed me up from the floor, so they could do their job.
“Whoa, what the fuck you mean, Khadi don’t trust him? Khaza been in a coma all this time. Khadi would never let you treat our little brother like this, so you need to back off.”
“He hasn’t been in a coma for months,” I revealed the shocking news to everyone.
“Wait someone tell me what the fuck is going on?” Khaddo yelled out of frustration.
“Yeah, Khaza, tell your brother what's going on. How do you get past security and all of a sudden Khadi’s shot?” I questioned.
He stood there unable to answer any questions.
“Stay the fuck away from us!” I yelled taking off my shoes and running behind the EMTs.
“I don’t have a pulse,” was the last thing I heard the EMT say before I passed out.
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