Destined

31

(Dj's Point of View)

I stood next to the door of Amber's hospital room. It had just been her mother there, who had gotten into quick conversation with my mother. I wanted to talk to Amber but she had been asleep.

"They say she won't wake up for at least another hour or 2. I've been here with her since last night," her mother tells us.

I make my way towards her, sitting at the foot of her bed. I was getting so restless knowing she had been in this hospital for almost a full day. It bothered me to know I still hadn't made any attempts on finding Derek either.

"I just wanted to come see her for a bit," I spoke. My mouth was dry and so were my hands. My body needed to hit some water immediately.

"Amber appreciates you Dj, whether she's sleeping or awake. You know that right?" Her mother looks at me, her eyes full of simplicity. It was clear that she was exhausted though.

"Ofcourse Mrs.Kole," I say half smiling. At that point, I wished Amber could have woken up, and given me the biggest hug. I needed it.

"Well, thank you for filling me in on everything Betha. Please send Carl and Adrian my prayers, I'll pray for Amber on my own," my mom tells her. The look she had on her face was pitiful, and I knew she had been being sincere about Amber, despite her thinking that she was a bad influence on me.

"Yes, yes. Thank you for coming Cherrelle," Mrs. Kole gives my mother one more hug before we depart from the hospital. Despite her dislike for Amber, I could tell she was getting emotional. My mother hated seeing anyone we knew in the hospital.

I look at Amber one last time, giving her a kiss on her forehead. She moves a bit but her eyes still managed to stay shut.

"You'll be okay," I tell her, letting a tear fall from my face.

My mother had been behind me, rubbing my back. "She will," she told me quietly.

***

(Jayon's Point of View)

Me and Amira surprisingly didn't have sex. I had took most of our time away by blabbering about Dj. Just thinking of her made me miss her. It hadn't been a long time since I last seen but I felt like I was growing an attachment towards her already.

Amira looked at me, shaking her head. "You really do love her," she tells me.

"I don't know about love. I've only known her for an equivalent of 2 in a half days, but it feels like longer. The days have been going by slow as hell, and so far I've only been wanting to spend them with her,"

"It was love at first sight. When you picked her up off the ground the day of her fighting, how did you feel?"

"I felt fine. I mean, even though she was bruised up and her hair was raggedy, I won't forget the way she looked at me that night. The look she gave me was full of...admiration. She didn't even know me but I felt like she did when she looked at me. It was like she looked through my appearance and straight inside my mind," I leaned back against the seat. "Even on her worst days, she's beautiful,"

Amira looked at me hopelessly. Her smile was genuine but me speaking of another girl so highly was getting to her. She rubbed her eyes roughly.

"I'll stop," I tell her. I didn't like making her feel any type of way about me having feelings for Dj.

"No, no. It's fine Jayon. You can talk to me about her, I'm the one that told you too," she said. She was lying to me though, she loved me so much she wanted to make sure I was happy before she was.

"Don't do that. Why would you seriously sit here and let me talk about another girl blatantly while you shed tears in-front of me?" I ask.

"Because I care about you and what makes you happy, why the fuck else?" She rose her voice at me, causing me to grin.

"What we had ended 3 years ago. Why are you still hung up on me 3 years later?" I ask.

"I was only 14 when we had sex the first time. Why do you think?" She wipes her eyes.

"I was 14 too. We were kids. It was never suppose to go this far,"

"Why didn't it?" She pitifully asks, leaning against her door.

"I left. I was still thinking like a little ass boy Amira. If I had known you were one of them serious girls I wouldn't have put my dick in you,"

"You're an asshole Jayon," she tells me. She begins to fondle with her keys, putting one inside of her ignition.

"I'm just saying," I smirk. I look at the big screen one last time before we leave the lot.

My mind begins to wonder to where my boy Derek could have been. I realized that I hadn't seen him since the day Dj slapped him. Then I began to think about Amber...Amber, Derek. Derek and Amber. Amber was still in the hospital, and from last I'd heard she was looking for Derek.

"You haven't seen Derek have you?" I asked Amira. I figured she knew him.

"Derek?" She looks at me. "Derek Foster?"

"Yeah," I shift in my seat uncomfortably. "You know where he could be?"

"Um, last time I seen him he was getting handcuffed,"

I shift my gaze to Amira immediately.

"He's in jail? For what? The fuck?" My heart increases its beating. How was he in jail that quick?

"I don't know. He was at this party with some curly headed girl, they both stormed out but when I was leaving with my friend I seen him getting handcuffed, the girl was gone," Amira had stopped at a stop sign.While looking both ways she accelerated her engine once more.

"You're fucking kidding," I rubbed my head in circles. None of this was adding up. How did Amber end up in the hospital, while Derek ended up in jail right after they had both just seen eachother at this unknown party?

"Why were you at the party?" I questioned her.

"Jayon, I follow my friend everywhere. Again, that's why I ended up at this party tonight," she shrugged.

"Don't act like you don't participate in being a reckless teenager. You were about to fuck me not that long ago," I tell her. She hits my arm, losing grip of the wheel and causing us to swerve.

"The party was a street party. It was getting held in a white tent near the Fremont. Nearly everyone was there," she tells me, gaining control of the wheel again.

"I gotta get to the bottom of this shit. Dj's friend is in the hospital, and she thinks Derek might be the reason. Maybe if I can schedule a visit with him he can tell me what the fuck is going on," I closed my eyes. I was beginning to get a migraine.

"Do you know what jail he's in? Maybe I can help you," Amira says.

"I'll find out,"

"Jayon...you should let me help you," Amira's voice lightened.

"No. Why would I put you in some shit that has nothing to do with you?" I asked her.

She rolls her eyes, pulling into the apartments we had left earlier.

"Thank you for this ride down memory lane and shit," I tell her. She parks her car next to a slugbug. The car looked familiar in a way. It had been sitting in the crowded parking lot for days.

"Hm," I say, shutting Amira's car door before walking back inside of the crowded party.

"Wait," Amira pulls my wrist towards her, placing a small piece of paper in the palm of my hand.

"What's this?"

"My number. I feel like you're gonna need me for something one of these days,"