tightly. “Oh yeah, one more thing shawty. Look in our closet and blow the dust off his brother,” he said patting under his left arm.
She nodded slowly in agreement with what was to come. “I love you baby. Be safe and come home to me. Remember, they showed Tim no mercy, even though you let them live twice. Don’t let it be a third time.”
“It won’t be shawty, it won’t be. Call me.”
“One.”
Q stepped in Tim’s room after Van had left. Terri was sitting in the same spot she had been in for the past two days. He hadn’t spoken to her since the accident. Walking up behind her he placed a hand on her shoulder. She spoke, “I’m sorry Q it was all my fault. If we hadn’t ...”
“Wait a minute Terri,” Q said, “it’s not your fault. Tim has a good heart. He would help anybody out in the same situation. He’ll be aiight shawty, trust me. If God didn’t have a plan for him he would have taken him that day. Now com’ on, let’s get something to eat before Tim wakes up and thinks you’re a skeleton or some shit.” Before she could protest Q had her by the hand leading her out the door.
While waiting for their food to arrive he asked her did she feel like talking about what happened.
She said it was okay, the sooner the better. After telling Q everything she knew, he asked her over and over about Tex’s mother and her involvement. She assured Q that Mrs. Johnson had nothing to do with the shooting. “I really think her life’s in danger. Q He put a pistol to his own mother’s head.”
He was a cold nigga. Q had to admit that. “Aiight ma, let’s eat and get back to our man.”
On the third and fourth day Tim’s condition took a turn for the worse. The doctors thought they were going to lose him but he fought for his life.
On the first day of the second week he almost gave Terri a heart attack when he squeezed her hand tightly. “Tim, you have to wake up so we can go home Boo. The Crew has been asking for you every day. I haven’t been to work in almost two weeks baby.” Terri had been talking to Tim every day since the accident. She held his hand almost twenty four hours a day. But on this particular day she had been combing out his braids while talking to him about the things they needed to get done once they got home. “Tim we have to get you some clothes up here to wear outta this place.” Terri dropped her comb and bent over to pick it up. “OUCH!” she said, not realizing what had happened. “What are you trying to do, break my fingers or something Boo.” Then it hit her. “Oh my God,” she said stumbling backwards into the empty food trays. She ran and got the nurses, they asked her to speak to him again. “Tim if you can hear me baby squeeze my hand.” No response. After she repeated this several more times the doctor and nurses were about to give up and say it was just his nerves. Terri said one more thing. “Tim I love you with all my mind, body, and soul. You don’t have to respond Boo; I know you can hear me.” Tim squeezed her hand so tight she had to almost pry it loose. Terri was in tears.
The doctors said he was already a miracle. Tim was on his long road to recovery. The Crew was excited over the news. Q could only sit and cry when he heard the news. He had not been the same person since all this happened.
Tee had driven up on Thursday morning. She entered Tim’s room for the first time. Terri had laid beside him on his bed with tears slowly rolling down her cheeks. Walking over she pulled the hair back from Terri’s face then spoke to her. “Terri wake up. It’s your boss and you’re fired.”
Climbing off the bed they hugged each other. “What, have you forgotten about all of us back home?” said Tee.
“No gurl, you know better.”
Turning serious Tee asked, “How is he?”
“Why don’t you ask for yourself?” Said Terri, reaching for Tim’s hand.
“No Terri, I ca…”
“Just say hi to him Tee. You don’t think he misses you
She nodded slowly in agreement with what was to come. “I love you baby. Be safe and come home to me. Remember, they showed Tim no mercy, even though you let them live twice. Don’t let it be a third time.”
“It won’t be shawty, it won’t be. Call me.”
“One.”
Q stepped in Tim’s room after Van had left. Terri was sitting in the same spot she had been in for the past two days. He hadn’t spoken to her since the accident. Walking up behind her he placed a hand on her shoulder. She spoke, “I’m sorry Q it was all my fault. If we hadn’t ...”
“Wait a minute Terri,” Q said, “it’s not your fault. Tim has a good heart. He would help anybody out in the same situation. He’ll be aiight shawty, trust me. If God didn’t have a plan for him he would have taken him that day. Now com’ on, let’s get something to eat before Tim wakes up and thinks you’re a skeleton or some shit.” Before she could protest Q had her by the hand leading her out the door.
While waiting for their food to arrive he asked her did she feel like talking about what happened.
She said it was okay, the sooner the better. After telling Q everything she knew, he asked her over and over about Tex’s mother and her involvement. She assured Q that Mrs. Johnson had nothing to do with the shooting. “I really think her life’s in danger. Q He put a pistol to his own mother’s head.”
He was a cold nigga. Q had to admit that. “Aiight ma, let’s eat and get back to our man.”
On the third and fourth day Tim’s condition took a turn for the worse. The doctors thought they were going to lose him but he fought for his life.
On the first day of the second week he almost gave Terri a heart attack when he squeezed her hand tightly. “Tim, you have to wake up so we can go home Boo. The Crew has been asking for you every day. I haven’t been to work in almost two weeks baby.” Terri had been talking to Tim every day since the accident. She held his hand almost twenty four hours a day. But on this particular day she had been combing out his braids while talking to him about the things they needed to get done once they got home. “Tim we have to get you some clothes up here to wear outta this place.” Terri dropped her comb and bent over to pick it up. “OUCH!” she said, not realizing what had happened. “What are you trying to do, break my fingers or something Boo.” Then it hit her. “Oh my God,” she said stumbling backwards into the empty food trays. She ran and got the nurses, they asked her to speak to him again. “Tim if you can hear me baby squeeze my hand.” No response. After she repeated this several more times the doctor and nurses were about to give up and say it was just his nerves. Terri said one more thing. “Tim I love you with all my mind, body, and soul. You don’t have to respond Boo; I know you can hear me.” Tim squeezed her hand so tight she had to almost pry it loose. Terri was in tears.
The doctors said he was already a miracle. Tim was on his long road to recovery. The Crew was excited over the news. Q could only sit and cry when he heard the news. He had not been the same person since all this happened.
Tee had driven up on Thursday morning. She entered Tim’s room for the first time. Terri had laid beside him on his bed with tears slowly rolling down her cheeks. Walking over she pulled the hair back from Terri’s face then spoke to her. “Terri wake up. It’s your boss and you’re fired.”
Climbing off the bed they hugged each other. “What, have you forgotten about all of us back home?” said Tee.
“No gurl, you know better.”
Turning serious Tee asked, “How is he?”
“Why don’t you ask for yourself?” Said Terri, reaching for Tim’s hand.
“No Terri, I ca…”
“Just say hi to him Tee. You don’t think he misses you
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