❝ i just want everything to be normal again. ❞

dami's pov

i woke up in a hospital bed and could see jay asleep in a chair in the corner of the room. "jay, get ya gay ass up." i tried to yell at him.

he jumped up and looked around. "is desi alright?" i asked him. i had so many questions. "i can call her if you want." he said pulling out his phone.

i heard the phone ring a couple a times and she didnt answer. shortly after that she called back. "sorry, dd was on the other line." she explained.

jay handed me the phone. "whats up desii." i coughed/laughed. damn i'm in a whole lot of pain. "damiir? ARE YOU OKAY?" she yelled to the phone.

"like nothing even happened." i laughed, knowing damn well i was lying. gotta be strong for ya baby sis. "i'ma get the crew together and we gonna be there." she explained to me.

"is that dami?" i could hear darrian ask. "whats up ddottttt." i coughed. "hey cuzzooo." he laughed. "alright my bitch ass nurse finna come in here." i sighed.

i hung up the phone and handed it back to jay. "they gonna be here." i mumbled to him. "alright for sure." he nodded.

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desi's pov

i quickly got ready and got an outfit together. ethan got ready after darrian and then we all headed out.

i pulled out my phone to text dd because i wanted him to come too. i don't understand why darrian would tell him that wack ass shit.

me
WE GOIN TO VISIT DAMIIIIII
dyk the hospital ?

david 🗣️

me
yes sir

david 🗣️
I'ma be thea
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i got excited to see dami and we took the subway there. shortly after that ride we made it to the hospital.

"good afternoon. who are we here to see?" the lady at the front desk asked me. "damiir jimenez." i smiled. she told me the directions of where his room was.

we all walked to find his room and once we found it we knocked on the door. "dami?" i asked. "DESIII." he laughed. i walked in and ethan and darrian followed.

"you got my phone?" he asked me. i nodded and grabbed it out of my bag. he looked through it and saw the message.

"what the fuck.." he whispered to himself. "yo turn on the tv." he said trying to take his mind off of the message. we heard a knock in the door and dd entered.

"bro, what the hell." darrian mumbled. i kicked him in the back of his leg causing him to fall down. the whole room started laughing at him. "man i'm going to the vending machine, fuck yall." he said in his raspy voice.

"hi daviii." i hugged him. he smiled and hugged me back. "desi, turn that news shit off." damiir said pointing to the tv.

"a young man named, cameron miller-jones. who professionally goes by cdrop was murdered in a drive-by shooting. an eye-witness says that the car was a black honda accord." the news reporter said. and then a picture appeared on the screen.

"that dude look familiar." dami said squinting at the tv. "he oyk." jay looked over at damiir. "nah yeah. lemme think." dami said putting his head back.

"i gotta speak with jay and dami." dd said as he looked at me. "come on ethan." i said as i walked out of the room.

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dd's pov

"wassup lil bro." jay nodded at me. "i did some fucked up shit." i sighed. "nahh." dami shook his head and laughed.

i grabbed the remote to the tv and turned it down. "i killed him bro." i said as i wiped my face. "what you mean." jay said confused.

"i shot him." i admitted. they started laughing at me, they aint taking me serious or some shit. "yall aint believing me or some shit?" i asked them.

"nah i believe you." jay nodded his head. "then what the fuck yall laughing for." i yelled at them. "why you shoot him, g?" dami asked me.

"thats the nigga that shot you, and he was talking shit wit desi." i answered. his smile faded and now he was dead ass serious.

"what he say?" he asked me. "to me?" i asked him. "NAH NIGGA. to desi." he yelled at me. "like he was gonna kill her or some shit." i shrugged. "now they finna be after us." dami sighed.

"thank you dd." dami dapped me up. "its no big deal. she my heart type shit." i shrugged. he side eyed me and took his hand away from me. jay was in the corner of the room laughing.

i heard a knock on the door and then saw edot come in. "whats up, e with the dot." i dapped him up. he nodded his head and sighed. "how you healing, miir?" he asked dami.

"shitt. couple bullets aint kill a nigga." dami struggled to sit up. "oh yeah this aint the first time you been shot." edot laughed. "really?" i said in shock.

"yeah, desi shot him." he laughed again. my heart dropped. IF SHE SHOT HER OWN BROTHER.. SHE GONNA DEFINITELY KILL ME.

"chill lil bro, she did that shit on accident.. i hope." dami laughed at me. "i had a ski mask on and she couldnt tell it was me, she was high too." dami explained.

"oh." i let out a sigh of relief. "how you forgive her so easily? how yall still so close?" i asked him. "cause she's blood, and i love desi." dami explained to me.

"i feel you." i smiled. "can we come in now." desi knocked on the door. "sure." dami yelled so she could hear him. she came in and had a bunch of snacks.

ddot came in behind her and was munching on three different bags of chips, at once, somehow.. "yall grab only ONE." she emphasized the last word as she came around.

i grabbed a bag of cheez-its and then everyone else got they lil snack. "where my brother at?" i asked her. "OH SHIT." she yelled and ran out.

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desi's pov

i forgot how ethan fell asleep in the lobby. "ethan, come on." i shook him so he could get up. "hmm?" he hummed. he wiped his face and got up to follow me.

we both went back to the room and everyone was cooped up in dami's hospital room. "i dont want yall stuck up in here. can yall go leave or something." dami scrunched up his face.

everyone looked around confused and stood there. "i'm being deadass." he added. i laughed and pushed everyone out of the room. i went back in and sat beside dami on his bed.

"you sure you gonna be okay, damiir?" i asked him touching the bandages. "when was something every been wrong with me." he rolled his eyes. "you got a lot of things wrong with you.." i answered.

he side eyed me and asked me, "like what." he laughed. "you got anger issues, and adhd." i rolled my eyes. "ok and, you do too.." he added. "NOT ANGER ISSUES." i laughed.

he pushed me off of the bed and flipped me off. "fuck you too nigga." i said as i walked out of the room. "DESI IM PLAYING." he yelled. "i love you desiii." he smiled. "i love you too damiir. safety." i smiled back. i love the bond me and my brother have bro.

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𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐃.

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