(Rico's POV)
As we all sat in the waiting room, anticipating Jason's results I couldn't help but think if I was on the same stuff Jason was on that could've been me bleeding out on that ground earlier. Finally Jason's doctor came to the waiting room. We all stood up and met him half way.
"So is my man ok?" Catalina asked.
"Jason is fine, you guys can actually go in and see him shortly but I do have bad news...." the doctor spoke but hesistated
"What is it doc?" I asked anxiously
"The bullet hit Jason's spine and he may never be able to walk again....his situation may be temporary or permanent but as of right now it's looking more bad than good." The doctor responded as Catalina began to cry again. Damn my bro is paralyzed, ain't that some shit? I thought to myself. My heart felt cold again just as it had when I found out about my pops. Why does God keep doing this to me? He knows I have a limited amount of family, so why? I thought until I felt Aaliyah's warm hand touch my back returning me to reality. "I know what your thinking but maybe it's not to punish you but to test you." She spoke but inside my head.
"How did you do that?" I asked.
"Do what?" She asked looking confused.
"Speak to me in my mind." I responded
"I don't know what you're talking about baby." She spoke smiling. She knew damn well what I was talking about, but I'll grill her on that later right now we need to worry about Jason.
"So doc when will we be able to go in and talk to him?" I asked.
"In about 5 mins, I just need to do some straightening up. But it can only be one at a time we wouldn't want to overwhelm him as he comes out of his anesthesia." The doctor spoke as he returned back to Jason's operating room I assume.
"I can't believe my cousin is paralyzed." Sonya spoke crying.
"Rico how could you let this happen?" Catalina spoke looking at me.
"Me? I told this nigga not to go through with it, but did he listen no? So he put himself in this predicament. Once he got out of jail I told him straight up he need to be up off this shit." I spoke shutting her up. How the hell she gone accuse me for her man's stupid ass mistakes? Jason my bro and all but he makes hella poor choices.
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After all of us got to speak to Jason it was time for us to go home we all had school tomorrow, and it's already 2:15. I rode home in silence thinking about me and Jason's talk. I told him some real shit and hopefully it finally got through to his coconut head ass. I let him know God kept giving him all these chances and they're probably starting to run out. "Or God is just showing you what could happen to you, so you stay on track." I heard Aaliyah say to me in my head again. What the hell? This shit crazy. I decided I just needed some sleep as I turned in my driveway. I then seen my father's all black escalade truck my mom was driving. My mom must be out of rehab. Maybe my luck was looking up. I opened the door and noticed some Mariah Carey was blasting on the stereo in the living room as I walked in. I knew for a fact it was my mom she loves Mariah Carey but I still didn't see her. "Ricoooooo!" I heard her yell as she came out the kitchen. "I've missed you so much." She spoke arms wide open for a hug. I quickly embraced my mom because I missed her too. She finally looked healthy and her once long hair was finally growing back too. I was proud of her. I then felt myself grow teary eyed as I looked up to the ceiling still in her embrace. "It's okay to cry, this is proof God can work miraculously." Aaliyah spoke in my head again. I was definitely losing my mind.
