Chapter 6 #2
He cocked it, dropping a bullet in the chamber, and pulled the trigger, shooting me in my upper arm.
I bit my bottom lip, but I didn’t make a sound.
Several people came running from the back.
They all just stood there and watched, waiting to see what he was gon’ do next.
When Maui walked through them, she had a mean ass frown on her face.
I’d never seen her this angry. She looked just like her brother and sisters in this moment.
She walked closer to me, and I could see her lip twitching.
“Why did you even try to be with me, knowing what you did to my brother? The fucking audacity, Mythic. You . . . I thought you were the man for me. I saw your heart, but this changes everything. Seven is my fucking brother, and you could have gotten him killed!”
Taking a chance, I reached out to her with my good arm as she glanced at the blood pouring from my other arm and touched her belly.
“I love you, girl. I couldn’t stop that shit.
Being in a relationship had never even crossed my mind until you.
And being in love? That shit was nowhere on my radar.
I fell in love with you fast as fuck. I just hate that I waited until now to tell you.
I fucked up. I know that. I’m sorry, Maui.
I’m sorry for hurting you. My past fucked up everything. ”
I took a step back and stumbled. I was starting to feel weak.
PJ came to me and wrapped my arm with his shirt.
I knew this shit was hard for him. He was my cousin, but he was just as close to these niggas too.
Same with Ryder J. He was my cousin and theirs, but he was a lot closer to them.
When PJ’s dad stepped around the crowd of men, he came to me.
“Mythic, man, you fucked up. You were right about that. Because SS didn’t die, you won’t either. Consider this shit retribution and let the shit go. I put my neck on the line with my family to save you. You my family, and I know you trying to do better now.”
“I’m sorry, Philly,” I said, feeling low.
I looked at Philly as a father figure. I spent a lot of time with him growing up.
Feeling his disappointment hit differently than when my dad was disappointed.
I glanced over at Maui to see the tears dropping down her cheeks.
Her dad scooped her up as he glared at me.
I could tell that nigga wanted to fuck me up.
Forget Philly. I knew they were practicing restraint because of Maui.
She was hurting, and I would give anything to wrap my arms around her.
As he walked past me, I said in a quiet voice, “I love you, Maui.”
Seven’s gun went up again as a lot of them left us there. Their Uncle Kenny was still standing there, watching my arm, like he was measuring the amount of blood I’d lost. One of her older cousins stepped to me. I think his name was Jacob. “You a lucky muthafucka.”
He grabbed my arm, causing me to grind my teeth. A growl left me as he said, “We shouldn’t have no more problems, right?”
I refused to answer him. I could feel the blood still trickling down my chin from my lip. It felt like that shit was split in half. He squeezed my arm tighter, until Kenny said, “That’s enough, Jacob.”
He glanced back at him and released my arm, then walked by me.
Seven lowered his gun and when he walked by me, he spat at my feet.
He wanted to kill me. Maybe Philly did have something to do with why he didn’t, because that nigga didn’t give a fuck about Maui’s feelings for me.
Once they all walked out, Kenny remained.
He stared at me for a moment, then approached me.
He removed the tourniquet and said, “It went through and through. Let’s get you to the hospital. ”
He tied it back and led me outside. My dad was standing outside and when he saw me, he ran to me and helped Kenny get me to his truck. Kenny hopped in the front, and I lay across the back seat. When my dad got in, he glanced back at me.
“Mythic, I wanna be angry. Despite what you think, you’re my son, and I love you.
I just hate the shit you involved in. I’m sorry that I didn’t show it in a way that resonated with you.
They could have killed you. There are so many factors as to why they didn’t.
Had the shoe been on the other foot, and Maui was my daughter, I probably would have wanted to kill your ass too. ”
I didn’t respond. I felt like I was losing consciousness.
I’d lost a lot of blood. My arm was completely covered in it.
It felt like that nigga had blown my shit completely off.
Closing my eyes, I tried to just go to sleep.
That was better than hearing him fuss. That was all he ever did. That shit felt like a broken record.
“He may lose that arm. That shit looked like it was barely hanging on. Seven shot him at close range.” Kenny glanced back at me. “Mythic, stay awake.”
I lifted my good arm and shot him the finger before everything went black.