Chapter 105
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It hurt.
He had been shot.
He basically rushed to my side pulling me completely to him making pain invade my whole body.
I couldn't even talk.
Why the pain though and when he noticed what he did he immediately let me go and I fell right back to the bed.
Shaking my head I looked at my man.
"Can I please have a mirror?" I asked looking at the two human beings who were in the room.
They all tensed.
What was the matter.
"Okay a phone?
Front camera?" I asked looking at two ot them and finally my mom handed it to me hesitantly.
Swiping to the front camera I gasped at the sight in front of me.
I didnt know how to react to it honestly.
My hair.
It was all gone.
My face.
It was swollen.
"Who cut it?" I asked looking at them.
Honestly I wasnt mad at all.
Neither was I happy.
I had planned to cut it but not this soon and I wanted to surprise everyone by cutting it and well I guess someone made the job easier.
"It had to be done.
In order to see the damage on your head" my mother said looking at me.
My dad entered the room looking all roughed up.
He had a bandage up his hand.
"Well look who finally decided to show up" I said looking at my father.
He was smiling.
"Well I can't hide forever can I?" He said advancing in my direction.
He gave me a kiss on the head as he made a joke of my bald head.
"Mom are you the one who cut my hair?" I asked looking at my head again.
I almost cried of laughter or sadness.
I still had no idea.
"Like I and someone had to do it and everyone in this room is terrified of you" my mother said with a proud grin.
That brought up an argument one mentioning that he was only scared of my mom and ther one saying that he wasn't a barber and neither was he going to cut my hair and this went on until my sister decided to join us with her presence.
If it wasnt for the tubes attached to me I would have ran to her and tears welled down her eyes when she saw that I was awake.
"I thought he was going to kill you.
I swear I couldn't even fight to keep away from two weak twins and then and then that guy tried touching me but got stopped by Yashin and he was pretty beaten up oh goodness he saved me and now he is in the hospital " she rambled and when she said the last part she was in my hands sobbing.
The people in the room had suddenly kept quiet as they watched us.
I held her as she cried.
Then I remembered Lola.
Dead.
Micah.
Dead.
I gulped.
My cousin might be as well.
I went into a panic mode.
"Where is Leyal?" I asked looking around.
"We dont know" my father replied quietly.
What was going on.
She was pregnant for goodness sake.
Where was that woman.
"Where is Yashin?" I asked and they all kept quiet.
"Where is my fucking cousin for fuck's sake answer me when I ask a question" I said my voice breaking.
Where is charlotte.
Where was everyone.
"He fell in a coma and he is in a very critical condition. We dont know if he will pull through" Jonas answered.
I lost it.
"Lola is breathing but also dont know if she really will live" my father added.
Wait.
The door banged open and a heavily pregnant Leyal entered inside.
"I leave for a fucking break.
Just for a fucking weekend.
Three days man.
Just three days and I come back to a trashed house and half of my family members hospitalized." She said striding in the room with her hight heels and Jean's.
Like always.
She wore leather.
She was alright.
She was fine.
Good.
"And Micah.
Where is he?" I asked looking at them.
"Who is a Micah?" Leyal said asked looking at us.
No one answered.
"He took too many bullets.
He saved Lola and went ahead and took more when he killed a guard" my father said.
Talking about people taking bullets.
"Jonas why aren't you dead?" I asked looking at my fiance.
He kept quiet.
Everyone was quiet.
Again.
Aviva~~
Four weeks later I sat on the couch while breast feeding Asnat.
My babies got back home the day I left the hospital.
I came to learn that Jonas flew them to his parents.
Yes he took a flight for going and coming back so that he could deposit four crying toddlers.
He really had a heart but surprisingly Levi and Tzadok helped him and dont ask me why.
I also came to know the reason he wasnt dead was because he had a bulletproof vest on the day I jammed my head like a tennis ball.
Leyal was four months and a half pregnant expectant with twins and Levi became so damn protective of her I rolled my eyes every two minutes that he would spare before he pulls her closer to him or holds her waist.
Yeah.
The surprising fact was that she hasn't gained weight.
No.
She looked the same completely.
Slender.
Slim.
With some long ass legs.
The pregnancy looked like it would break her if she goes six more months.
My father was busy solving this family bullshit that had gone for years and I hoped that finally it was all done.
Since my uncle and his men were gone.
We weren't exactly sure that we finished them and to be honest I doubted that any of the remaining had the guts to come back.
The sad part about all this was that my cousin still wasnt showing signs of getting better.
He was still in a coma.
Everyone around here was getting worried sick each passing day and I wasnt any better.
