INVOLVED: Mia Blackwell, Mekhi Blackwell, Kenya Blackwell, Larissa Blackwell, Grant Blackwell, & Tyler Blackwell.
TIME FRAME: Saturday, June 3rd, 2017.
LOCATION: Blackwell Home/Hospital; Miami, Florida.
NOTES: The aftermath of Tyler getting shot. Â Â
Standing at the door the two policemen sighed as they double checked the address one last time before ringing the doorbell. They stood in silence with unreadable expressions on their faces as they waited.
Mia snored loudly into the large room, she was beat after Tyler and she both made love for what felt like an eternity before sheâd finally crashed. The sleep was splendid considering the fact that she had to go to work the next day. However hearing the doorbell jolted her, she looked around in the room rubbing her eyes looking for her husband. He wasnât in the bed, maybe heâd gone downstairs to get the door, and she laid back down comfortably. Falling back to sleep she licked her lips cuddling up to the warm sheets and she fell back to sleep.
The two men stood at the door waiting patiently and after a few minutes passed and no one answered one man rung the doorbell again as the other decided to move around to the side of the house.
Mia let out another tired snore, shifting a little in the bed she heard the doorbell once more and she slowly rolled over opening her eyes. Looking towards Tylerâs side of the bed âwhat the fuckâ she all but growled as she moved to get up out of the bed. âI am going to kill himâ she breathed as she grabbed her robe and moved down the steps tying it off, she ran her hands through her messy curls before she opened the front door looking to the obvious policemen before her. Mia rolled her eyes before she asked âyes?â, if it were her luck a neighbor called and complained about something, but then her husband was nowhere to be found. So it would be just her luck if heâd gone out and gotten into some trouble, she thought as she folded her arms over her chest.
The officer shifted on his feet, his hand reaching up to press a button on his walkie as he spoke into it. âI think someoneâs coming now. I hear noise at the door,â releasing the button, he looked at the woman as she opened the door. âMaâam, are you Mia Blackwell?â
Mia looked to the guy and she nodded her head running her hands through her hair once more. She shifted on her bare feet, one placed over the other as she balanced her weight. âWhat is the problem?â she asked him back in return.
âTyler Blackwell is your husband right maâam?â The offered asked because they always had to be correct before giving out sensitive information such as this. The second officer came back around to the front of the house, gazing at the woman with sober eyes.
Mia looked to the guy and nodded her head slowly once more âyes he isâ she said as she looked to him raising a brow. âWhat did he do now?â she asked pinching the bridge of her nose and when the other officer surfaced she looked to him too. âWhat are you looking for and what did Tyler do?â she asked him again.
The officer glanced over at his fellow mate before he let out a deep sigh. âMaâam, weâre sorry to inform you that your husband was shot earlier this morning around four. We believe it was a gang or drug related shooting. He has been rushed to Mount Sinai Medical Center.â
Mia looked to the officer and as soon as the words âsorryâ left his mouth she gazed at him emotionless. She closed her eyes gently at his words and she looked to the other officer. Swallowing the large lump down in her throat she nodded her head âokayâ she said quietly, she didnât know what else to say. She didnât even know what was going on, just a few hours ago her husband was in the bed with her and now she was being told that he had been shot and is in the hospital? She couldnât really comprehend it all.
The officers gazed at the woman, watching her every move very closely. âMaâam. Would you like us to escort you to the hospital?â The older man asked carefully.
Mia shook her head slowly gazing at the man with dead eyes as she did, she tugged against her robe covering herself up more in the cool air. âOkayâ she repeated again not knowing what else to really say and she closed the door in their faces, locking it. She moved across the flooring towards the stairs her heart was beating so fast she swore she could hear the thumping ringing out in her ears. She moved slowly towards her bedroom blinking slowly as her once clear vision became cloudy, her room was a blurry mess as she tried to navigate it. Large tears threatened to fall as she sat down on the bed, dropping her head slowly and she sniffled as her tears fell. Large drops falling down against her lap as she cried.
The officers nodded slowly before the door closed in their faces. The two men looked at each other before turning to walk back to their squad car to wait.
Kenya shifted in her bed, groaning softly. The ringing of the doorbell had disturbed her sleep and now she couldnât fall back into it. Sitting up in her bed, she tiredly slid out, rubbing her eyes. She stuffed her tiny feet into her bunny slippers and began to sluggishly walk to her parents room. Seeing the door open, Kenya walked right through only to see Mia crying. âMommy whatâs wrong?â Kenya said softly as she climbed into her motherâs lap.
Mia sniffled hard and she wiped her eyes slowly, shaking her head she couldnât make sense of any of this at all. She pulled her bottom lip into her mouth and swallowed hard, as Kenya moved into the room Mia looked to her. âNothing babyâ she breathed as she hugged her close, sniffling hard at the sight of the child and Miaâs chin quivered as she began to cry a little harder. What if he died, what was she going to do without him? Left alone to raise both of his kids? Mia covered her wet eyes with her hand as she cried a little harder with the young child in her lap.
Kenya frowned, wrapping her arms around Miaâs neck, hugging her tight. âItâs okay mommy,â Kenya said gently, petting Miaâs hair gently. Closing her eyes, Kenya buried her face in Miaâs neck, giving her the hardest squeeze her little body could muster up.
Mia sniffled again as Kenya wrapped herself around her body, she exhaled slowly as she closed her eyes again allowing fresh new tears to fall along with the others. âMommy needs you to get dressed because we have to go, okayâ she said pulling the child off of her, looking into her eyes trying to give her a stern look all while crying still. âI need you to be a big girl and get some clothes and shoes and a jacket okayâ she breathed out again.
Kenya held onto Mia tight until she pulled her off. Gazing at her with sad eyes, Kenya nodded slowly. âOkay,â she said gently, her small hands brushing over Miaâs cheeks, wiping some of her tears before she climbed out of her lap and trotted to her room. Doing as she was told, Kenya walked into her closet and pulled out a pair of jeans and a jacket. Scampering over to her drawer and pulled out her favorite princess t-shirt and laid it out on her bed. She moved back to her door and closed it like she was taught, because she wasnât supposed to get undressed with the door open. She walked over to her pantie drawer and pulled out a clean pair like Mia had taught her to do. Because a lady never left the house in dirty underwear. She quickly changed out of her pajamas and underwear into the fresh pair of clothes before she pulled her jacket on, zipping it up because the sun hadnât fully risen yet. She laid on her stomach and pulled a pair of sneakers from under her bed before she sat there and put them on, struggling to tie them up. âMommy, I canât tie my shoes,â she called out.
Mia licked her lips slowly as Kenya ran off to do as she asked and Mia looked away from the door. She looked to the wall and she wiped her tears a little more trying to pull it all together for herself and her children. Closing her eyes again, she rested her hand over the heart that was breaking before she pulled herself from the bed and moved towards her sonâs room. Finding him something to wear, Mia moved to the sleep child and she undressed and redressed him in his sleep. Being as delicate as she could be, she also changed his diaper so that he could has a fresh one. Looking at the little boy as he slept only brought on more emotions she thought she had put away. Everyone said he looked like her, but to her he looked just like his Father and she sniffled. Catching a few tears before they could fall, hearing Kenya she pulled away from his sleeping form and moved into her room. âOkayâ she breathed out to her as she knelt down tying the childâs shoe for her âwe have to teach you how to tie your shoelacesâ she cried as a hiccup left her thinking about the notion. âThereâ she breathed before she said ânow pack up your backpack with some of your stuffâ softly, before pulling away and moved back into Mekhiâs room to back his baby bag in the dark quiet nursery.
Kenya sat on the floor, waiting for Mia and when she came to help her Kenya tried to follow along as best she could but Miaâs hands worked so quickly that she got lost. She huffed softly, wanting so badly to catch on. âOkay,â Kenya said gently as she stood up and grabbed a backpack. She began stuffing things into it, like her tablet, her favorite stuffed animal and a couple of other toys. She pulled her bottom lip into her mouth, thinking long and hard before she stuffed a cookie that she had saved from the night before into the bag as well. Zipping the bag up she pulled it onto her back before she grabbed her toothbrush and trotted into the bathroom. She pushed her stool up to the sink before she stood up on it and turned the water on. Carefully she spread a pea sized drop of toothpaste on the brush before she stuck it into her mouth and began scrubbed her teeth clean.
Mia grabbed changing clothes, diapers, bibs, and anything else she could think of for the child before she sat the bag aside. She grabbed the carrier he had in his room and she moved to lift the sleeping child placing him in it. She locked him in and moved to lift him up, grabbing his bag as well. She moved into her room and sat him down on the bed before she moved to throw on a t-shirt, work-out pants, some slides and she grabbed her purse and keys. Moving down the steps quickly she grabbed a few bottles and some formula for Mekhi, sheâd successfully winged him off of breast milk. He was almost 8 months, it was time in her opinion. She grabbed a few baby snacks and some baby food jars as well before she moved back upstairs and placed those into his bag as well. Once she was sure she had everything she moved to go figure out what Kenya was doing now.
Kenya scrubbed her teeth nice and good before she spat in the sink. Rinsing the toothbrush with water, she tapped it on the side of the sink, before sitting it down. Cupping her hands under the water, she filled her hands before bringing them to her mouth and slurping the water. She swished it around her mouth a few times before she spat it out into the sink, using the back of her hand to wipe her mouth. She jumped down from her stool, leaning the toothbrush on the sink. âIâm ready mommy!â
Moving towards Kenya looked to her âokayâ she breathed softly âletâs goâ she told her as she moved into the room again and Mia thought about her hair, she sighed softly as she moved into the bathroom. She grabbed a brush and brushed it out a bit, she looked like a clown. Brushing her bangs and her hair she moved to then wash her face a bit, clear up the dried tears that stained it. Then she tossed some mouthwash in her mouth swirled it around a bit before she spat it out. âCâmonâ she said as she lifted the little boy, her purse and his bag. She moved down the stairs towards the front door double checking to make sure she had everything. Holding the door open for Kenya with her foot she let her walk out first before she did. She sat Mekhi down and locked the front door before she stood looking to the 2 police cars in front of her house, she sighed again eyes watering once more as she moved with the kids.
Kenya nodded her head as she moved to follow Mia, following her right into the bathroom. She stood at the door, watching as her mother tried to brush her hair out and clean herself up a little. Standing there, Kenya shifted on her feet. When Mia was finished, she followed Mia down the stairs and out the house. Walking out the door Kenya noticed the police cars and she looked up at Mia. âM-mommy where are we going?â
The two officers sat in their respective cars waiting patiently and when the woman finally walked outside with her kids they were both shocked.
Mia looked to Kenya sighing softly to herself, âdonât worry about it baby, just come onâ she told her moving towards her own car. She unlocked it and she moved to let Kenya into the car, she moved to the other side sitting Mekhiâs car seat into the holder in her car before she fastened the belt over him locking in in completely. She moved back to Kenya making sure she fastened her seatbelt over her booster seat properly before she closed her door as well. Moving to the front seat she climbed in and she sat the bags in the passengerâs seat before she push started the car switched gears and backed up, looking over her shoulder Mia watched the surrounding area behind her as she backed up, blinking heavy tears away as she did.
Kenya nodded slowly, pulling her lip into her mouth as she climbed into the backseat. She slid her backpack off and sat down in her booster, buckling herself up. As Mia locked Mekhi into his seat and secured him, she looked over at her little brother. She didnât know why but it was clear to her that her mother was sad, so she was sad. Reaching over, Kenya took Mekhiâs little hand into hers and held it gently as he slept.
The two officers started up the cars and one moved forward, to lead the way, while the other stayed back, waiting for Mia to get completely out of the driveway.
Mia looked towards both cars and when she backed out enough to switched gears again and began to move down the road following the officer in front of her. A few nosy neighbors were either standing outside on their porch or looking through their windows at them as they made way for the hospital and Mia sighed again. Sitting back in the seat she drove with one hand the other massaging her head as a small headache began to form.
Kenya sat back, holding her brotherâs hand in silence as Mia drove down the street. âMommy?â Kenya said gently.
Mia trailed the officer her mind running a mile a minute and she tried to feel around for her phone a bit in her purse with no success. Hearing Kenya she looked in the rear view mirror at her âyes baby?â she asked her sweetly as she looked away from her and back to the road driving slowly, eyes still a little blurry as she threatened to cry again.
âWhereâs daddy?â Kenya asked quietly.
Mia looked to Kenya again at her words and she looked back to the road. She sniffled softly to herself as she continued to massage her head a bit, her elbow resting on the window as she did. She didnât know what to tell the little girl, and thinking about it only made her head hurt worse. She sniffled quietly as tears began to fall again and she wiped them quickly before she rested her hand against her head again. âDonât worry about that either sweetieâ she said with a cracking voice.
Kenya frowned gently but nodded and got quiet again as Mia drove down the street.
Mia looked to Kenya again sniffling softly as she tried to calm herself down again, her heart was racing, her forehead had beads of sweat forming, and head was pounding. Her crying wasnât helping the pain in her head either. She looked to the road and she followed the officer as he maneuvered the streets.
Kenya sighed deeply, she slowly let go of Mekhiâs tiny hand and reached into her backpack, pulling out her wrapped cookie. She unwrapped the treat and but into it hungrily, dropping crumbs everywhere.
Mia looked up for a second looking to Kenya as she opened something up in the back seat. She looked back to the road before she looked to her again watching her eat. She looked back down, she was going to have to feed them both and that just collectively added to the 1,001 things that were swirling in her head and making her stomach upset.
Kenya munched on the cookie hungrily as Mia drove down the street. She ate half of the large cookie before she rewrapped it and put it back. Sitting there, Kenya sighed deeply before she reached into her backpack again and pulled out her tablet, turning it on.
Mia looked to Kenya again before she said âMommy is going to get you something to eat soon Kenyaâ watching the officer as they made way for the hospital and when they finally arrived she sighed heavily. Reaching her hand into her bag once more trying to look for her phone. She didnât know if anyone else knew, she had to tell her in-laws. She hadnât received a phone call so she knew she had to be the only one that the news was delivered to.
Kenya tapped one of her favorite games, bubble pop, and began playing in silence as Mia drove. When Mia spoke, Kenya looked up nodding slowly. âOkay mommy,â she said politely. Mekhi began stirring in his car seat and Kenya looked over at him. âUh-oh,â she said gently.
Mia pulled up to the hospitalâs entrance, she turned quickly moving into the parking lot. She parked in the first spot she could find before she placed the car in park and pushed the button to turn it off. Hearing her son snare and grunt she licked her lips, grabbing her purse and the baby bag. She looked for her phone once more, she must have left it. Then she went through his bag, finding it off to the side thankfully. Moving to climb out she put the bags on her arms and she moved to pull Mekhi out. âShhâ she told him softly as she closed the door with her hip. She moved to Kenyaâs side allowing her to get out with her things before she closed her door as well and locked it. âCâmonâ she told her guiding her towards the emergency roomâs entrance.
Kenya watched as Mekhi began waking up, making little noises here and there. Biting her lip she unbuckled herself and waited for Mia to let her out of the car. When she did, she grabbed her backpack and slid from the vehicle, staying close to Mia as they moved through the parking lot towards the entrance of the hospital. âMommyâŠâ Kenya said looking up at Mia with big worried eyes. âWhereâs daddy?â she asked again.
Moving through the entrance Mia rushed Kenya along trying to find someone to direct her as to where to go. âI need helpâ she told the man sitting there, âmy husband is here somewhere, I donât know what is going on. He was brought hereâ she said as her eyes began to wail up again and she looked down to a fussy Mekhi. âShhâ she breathed out again just before the screaming began. âNot right now babyâ Mia replied to Kenya as she looked to Mekhi. âI knowâ she said sympathizing with the baby.
Kenya followed along, moving as quickly as her little legs would allow.
The young man looked up at the woman as she approached with two children. He was slightly taken back but he pulled his composure together quickly as he began typing on the computer. âWhatâs your husbands name?â
Mia looked to the guy âum, Tyler Blackwellâ she said quickly as she tried to rock the child in the car seat a bit too quiet him down from crying to the top of his lungs. He was hungry and he had just woken up and was strapped down in his car which happened to bother him a lot. âI know Mekhiâ she said sweetly to him rummaging in his back with the only freehand she had and she tried to find a pacifier for him. Pulling it out and moving to stick it into his mouth, it silenced him for the moment and she was thankful for it.
Nodding slowly, the young man typed Tylerâs name into the computer, searching their database. As the information began to load into the screen, his eyes read over it all quickly. âOhâŠâ she said gently before he looked at Mia. âMaâam your husband is still in surgery. Heâs a GSW victim and the doctors are still working on him. Once heâs out of surgery heâll be sent to the ICU,â he informed Mia quietly. âUnfortunately, no one is allowed to visit while a patient is ICU but once heâs got a room youâll be able to enter. Iâll let one of his doctors know that youâre here so I can get you more information on his current condition,â he said as he reached for the phone quickly dialing an extension.
Mia looked to the guy her eyes falling back on Mekhi as she wiped her tears sniffling slightly. She looked to Kenya making sure she was close by before she nodded at him. âOkayâ she said nothing knowing what else to say. âUh, okayâ she said again as she moved to walk away. Grabbing Kenyaâs hand and moving her over towards the chairs near by she sat down.
Kenya stood there, half-focused on her tablet and half trying to understand what was going on. Where was her dad and why were they in a hospital. As Mia moved towards the chairs, Kenya took her hand and followed her, sitting down in one. Resting the tablet in her lap, Kenya looked at Mia.
Mia sat Mekhiâs car seat in the empty chair next to her rocking it slowly, seeing his wet eyes close once more. She moved to try and mix a bottle up for him. Grabbing the already water filled bottle and adding some formula to it before shaking it up for him. After she did so she removed his pacifier and quickly swapped it out for his bottle which he immediately began eating. She wiped her eyes dry again and beneath her chin as she watched him for a while.
Sitting there, Kenya swung her feet back and forth idly before she turned her attention back to her tablet.
Larissa came jogging into the lobby in sweatpants, flip-flops, and a hoodie. Her hair was in a disheveled bun at the top of her head and her face was stained with tears, eyes bloodshot. Those bloodshot eyes scanned the area quickly and when she spotted Mia sitting with Kenya and Mekhi and rushed over. âMiaâŠâ
Mia continued to watch a sleeping Mekhi eat and she blinked slowly another tear rolling down her cheek, they didnât seem to stop no matter how hard she tried. She sighed to herself resting her hand against her forehead once more. At the sound of her name being called, Mia looked to Larissa and she all but shot up all thoughts and actions towards feeding her child lost, wrapping her arms around her. âThey wonât let me see himâ she cried softly.
Larissa wrapped Mia up in a hug, holding the girl tight. She didnât say anything for a long while, she just held Mia, gently rubbing her back and stroking her hair. She knew exactly what Mia was feeling and words couldnât express them. Closing her eyes, she buried her face in Miaâs shoulder as she continued to hold her, her own tears starting back up. âEs un luchador. Va a estar bien.â
Mia sniffled hard at her mother-in-lawâs words, she was right on one hand and on the other what if he did die. What was she going to do without him? He brain had been toying with that exact thought since they told her. She couldnât make it a single day without waking up beside him, and closing her eyes at night knowing he was right there. The picture of him out of their lives was enough to let a loud cry as she broke down. âNo entiendo cĂłmo podrĂa pasar esto.â
Larissa pulled away from Mia slowly, hands still rubbing the girlâs shoulders. âSabes como,â she said shaking her head thinking about it before she pulled Mia into another tight hug as she broke. Larissa held Mia as tightly as she could, fearing that if she let go, she might lose her too. âMia, cariño, tienes que mantenerte fuerte para tus bebĂ©s. Tener fe. Tyler lo harĂĄ a travĂ©s de esto,â she said as she sniffled hard, trying to suck up her own tears.
Grant walked through the entrance, looking just as disheveled as Larissa. He walked right over, placing his hand on Miaâs back and rubbing gently before he looked to Kenya and Mekhi with sad eyes.
âNo creo que yo puedaâ Mia replied back as she tried to call herself down a bit, she felt horrible. He body was definitely showing the signs to all the stress this had her under.
âTienes que.â Larissa said gently, pulling away from Mia once more, her eyes slowly moving to her husband. âCan you please see if we can get any information or see him?â she asked Grant.
Grant hugged Mia when Larissa let her go before he nodded slowly. Not saying a single word he walked over to the counter. âBlackwell,â he finally spoke.
At Larissaâs words Mia drew away from her, snuffled hard once more and she wiped her tears once more. Wiping under her chin again, she looked to Grant sympathetically as he hugged her and pulled away headed for the desk. Sitting back down Mia looked to Mekhi whom looked back to her with bright eyes, holding his own bottle as he ate. She caressed his face a bit before she looked to Kenya âyou okay?â She asked the little girl in a quiet voice.
Larissa let out a deep sigh, watching as Grant walked over to see if they could get any information. Looking down at Mekhi, then Kenya, Larissa moved to take a seat, dropping her head into her hands. She was a mess but she was holding it all together. She had to.
Kenya looked up from her tablet slowly as she nodded her head. âWh-whatâs going on Mommy?â she asked looking over at Larissa then back at her. âWhy are you crying?â she questioned. âWhereâs daddy?â she repeated the questions for what felt like the hundredth time.
Mia looked to Kenya and she closed her eyes exhaling slowly âdaddy was hurt really badly baby, and mommy is crying because sheâs scared. But daddy will be fine, okayâ she told Kenya stroking her hair.
Kenya gazed at Mia, her own eyes growing sad as she nodded slowly. âDaddyâs h-hurtâŠâ she said her chin quivering a little.
Larissa placed her hand on Kenyaâs back, rubbing her back gently. âDaddyâs going to be okay though,â she said repeating Mia. âEverything is going to be okay.â
Grant stood at the counter as the young man spoke on the phone. âCan we get any information at all?â he asked.\
The young man nodded slowly, hanging up the phone. âOne of Mr. Blackwellâs doctors will be out shortly to speak with your family.â
Mia looked to Kenya and she nodded âheâs going to be okay babygirlâ she added once more. âDonât worryâŠâ she told her sweetly. Mia turned her attention to Mekhi once more making she he was alright and she offered the boy a comforting stomach rub as she looked back down to Kenya.
Kenya nodded slowly as a tear rolled down her cheek. âO-okay,â she whispered softly. Sitting there deflated, she put her tablet away and just sat.
Larissa looked at Kenya, still rubbing her back as she hugged her close. âItâs going to be okay baby,â she said softly to the child.
Grant nodded slowly, pushing away from the counter and walking over to his family. He sat down and buried his face in his hands.
Doctor Radwell walked through the double doors, moving towards the family carefully. âHello,â he said as he approached, sliding his hands into his coat pocket. âIâm Doctor Radwell,â he told them gently. âIâm one of the doctors assigned to Tyler Blackwellâs case,â he explained to them. âAs of right now, Tylerâs still in surgery and heâs stable. Weâre working to get one last bullet out. He was shot three times. One is very close to his spine and itâs a very hard to get out without causing any further damage but weâre working as quickly and as efficiently as we can,â he told the family. âWe should have him out of surgery within the next hour or so, then weâll be moving him to the ICU for monitoring. Itâs usually our policy to not allow visitors into the ICU but weâll make an acception today.â
Mia looked to the little girl before she looked to the doctor as he approached and she shifted sitting up in the chair. As he began to speak, Miaâs eyes welled up again âthree times?â she questioned shocked. âAfter heâs out and in ICU is everything going to be okay with him? No lasting effects?â she asked him curiously. She was crying both for what happened to him and for the fact that he was okay, he was alive and he was going to be fine after all was said and done.
Doctor Radwell nodded slowly to confirm. âThree times,â he repeated. âAll shots were inflicted through Tylerâs back,â he explained. At Miaâs next question the doctor sighed. âWell as I said thereâs one that weâre still trying to get out that is lodged very close to the spine. Weâre trying our best not to cause anymore damage than what the bullet has already done. We wonât know the side effects until Tyler wakes up and we run a couple of tests,â he told them. âHowever just from my professional opinion I feel as if Tyler might have lost his ability to walk. Thereâs a lot of swelling and the bullet cause a bit of damage in that area. The spine is such a sensitive vertebrae that any little thing can cause a problem. However, we wonât know for sure until we run some tests.â
Mia looked at the man as she tried to take it all in, and dissect things thoroughly. Sighing to herself she dropped her head at his professional opinion. She didnât know much when it came to medicine however she knew about getting shot and about the lasting effects even if she never suffered an injury due to bullet. Sitting them left to think about the what ifs Mia felt like she was in a room full of water and she was slowly drowning without a true life raft or safety. She balled her fist, her head was still spinning and she felt like she was going to be sick it was too much all at once. What did life mean for her if her husband could never walk again and how would he take it? How would they cope? What about his career? Their kids? Would their kids ever get to play and enjoy their father the way they once did before he was wheelchair bound?
Doctor Radwell stood there in silence for a moment, just allowing the family to take it all in before he said. âThereâs a possibility that Tyler can still have the ability to walk. We simply just donât know at this point,â he told them before his pager buzzed. He looked down at it quickly before he spoke to the family one last time. âI need to get back up but if thereâs anything new, Iâll be sure to have one of the nurses come talk to you guys.â
Mia looked to the doctor and she looked away as he excused himself from them both. Mia sat back in the chair she rubbed her arm gently, looking down at the floor as she tried to calm herself down. She closed her eyes inhaling and exhaling slowly through her nose before she opened her eyes again.
Doctor Radwell walked through the hallwayâs guiding the two women towards the room. âTylerâs still unconscious from the medication we gave him for surgery but he should he waking up soon,â he explained to them. âSo please keep that in mind,â he told them as he held the door open.
Tyler laid in the hospital bed, eyes closed with a tube hanging from his mouth and various IVâs attached to his arms. He was out cold.
Mia looked to the room as the man held the door open and though she had wanted to see him the entire wait her feet wouldnât move now. She continued to stare in at him, lying there motionless with every possible inch of him hooked up to something. She swallowed hard blinking slowly as he heart slowly sunk to her feet.
Larissa stood behind Mia, nodding slowly at the doctorâs words. As the man opened the door for them, she waited for Mia to enter but she never moved. Gently, Larissa placed her hands on Miaâs shoulders and gave them a squeeze, her own eyes watering again at the sight of her son laying helpless in the hospital bed. âItâs okay,â she whispered to Mia. âYouâre not alone in this.â
Mia continued to stand there even as her mother-in-law squeezed her shoulders reassuring her that everything was okay. Mia took the first step but she didnât go far, each step felt heavier and heavier as she tried to move in closer to him. And finally she made it completely inside.
Larissa held onto Miaâs shoulders, taking each step with her, allowing Mia to take all the time that she needed to enter the room. When they were completely inside, Larissa wrapped Mia up in a hug from behind, holding the younger woman tight as she stared at Tyler lying there. âWere you able to get that last bullet out?â she asked sadly.
Doctor Radwell entered the room behind the ladies and he nodded at Larissaâs question. âYes we were but thereâs a terrible amount of swelling in the area,â he told them both.
Mia continued to look down at the Tyler, even as Larissa hugged her close she stood in silence looking to him. Her stomach was churning, her headache was returning, and her knees were weak.
Larissa held Mia as she nodded slowly at the doctor. It hurt her to her core to see her only son laid up like this, but she was keeping it together for Mia. âOkayâŠâ Larissa said gently before she asked. âHow soon after he wakes up will we know if heâs able to walk?â she asked.
Mia continued to stare at Tyler as Larissa spoke to the doctor behind her, she blinked slowly. She didnât like seeing him this way however she couldnât look away from him as much as she tried. Her head begin to swirl âI think I need to sit downâ she said as her eyes rolled on their own accord.
Doctor Radwell shifted on his feet. âAs soon as heâs conscious enough to understand whatâs happened to him and is able to respond to both words and physical touch,â he explained.
Larissa nodded before she looked to Tyler lying there once more. Her heart sunk slowly. At Miaâs words, she gently guided Mia over to the chair in the room and sat her down. âYouâre going to survive this,â she told Mia.
Mia moved to sit down âI feel sickâ she told Larissa as she dropped her head into her hands. âMaybe it wasnât a good idea for me to come in hereâ she breathed as she began to cry again. He body was fighting against her all while her emotions did the same. It was exhausting and her stomach still hadnât settled.
Larissa rubbed Miaâs shoulder gently. âJust take a moment to gather yourself. Donât get too worked up. Take a breath,â she told Mia softly.
Mia inhaled sharply as she wiped her nose sniffling, she sat their with her hands on her head. Brushing bangs out of her face she closed her eyes.
Larissa continued to rub Miaâs shoulder tenderly, squatted down beside the younger woman. âHeâs going to be alright,â she whispered to her gently. âBut youâve got to stay strong for him.â
âI knowâ Mia breathed out as she looked to Larissa with sad eyes. âI know.â
Tyler let out a deep groan. He felt as if he had been hit by a train. His mind was foggy and he couldnât remember a thing. Not even his name. He just had one prominent feeling. Pain. Groaning again, he tried to move before another growl escaped him. His eyes fluttered a little as he tried to pry them open.
Mia sat next to Tyler her head in her hand as she held it up, she was tired. No she hadnât do anything more than sat there but sheâd cried enough for everyone and she was up and down all day. She felt sick, she hadnât eaten, she had not one but two kids to take care of, all while waiting for her husband to wake up so that they could not if he would be able to walk again or not. Hearing Tyler she looked to him as he tried to move his body and open her eyes. âTyâ she breathed out as she watched him, she shifted in her seat groaning softly. She didnât have it in her to stand so instead she grabbed his hand.
The pain was almost unbearable and it made Tylerâs body tremble as he tried to open his eyes. What was going on? What had happened to him to where he was feeling like this. He searched his brain, trying to figure it out because underneath the pain, he felt numb. Like there were pins and needles sticking him all over his body. Feeling a small, warm hand slid into his, he groaned again, his head lolling to that side. He didnât quite hear her voice but he knew who it was. He could feel it. The moment her hand slid into his, he just felt that spark and he knew it was Mia. He knew that despite whatever had happened to him, his wife was by his side. Groaning again, his eyes fluttered a little more as he tried to open them again. He wanted to speak but he couldnât. His throat was sore and it hurt, like something was shoved down it.
Mia continued to watch Tyler âbabyâ she said as she reluctantly pulled herself up from the chair. She rested on hand on the bed holding herself up, her other hand still in his. âItâs okay Tyâ she told him as she caressed his hand. She watched as he tried to open his eyes and she rubbed his shoulder lightly.
Miaâs voice registered in his head and Tyler weakly squeezed her hand. âMmmm,â he groaned around the tube down his throat. Finally he pried his eyes open only to close them back immediately, the harsh white lights of the hospital room burning his tired eyes. He gripped her hand again, squeezing his eyes shut tightly. He groaned once more before pulling his eyes open again, squinting from the light as he stared up at Mia. He gazed into her sad eyes before he tried to sit up. When he couldnât do so, he looked around the room, taking in the pale blue walls and the cold air as it hit his skin. He was in the hospital. When the realization hit him he began to panic, his eyes bulging as he looked back to Mia, coughing and gagging now as he tried to speak around the tube.
Mia continued to rub Tylerâs shoulder wit her hand and she shifted to stand up completely. Resting against the beds rails, she looked down at him with bloodshot eyes. As he tried to get up she shook her head placing her hand against his chest lightly. âCalm downâ she breathed out in a somber voice. âTyâ she said easily as he tried to talk âyou are in the hospitalâ she added. âYou were shot, 3 timesâ she told him truthfully as she gazed down at him. She pressed the alert button on the side of his bed, resting her head against the rail as she waited for a nurse to surface.
Tyler groaned loudly, fighting again the pain to try and sit up. To try and figure out what was going on, to try to speak until Mia placed her hand on his chest. He looked at her, his eyes pleading as he let out a harsh breath through his nose. As she began to explain what was going on and what had happened to him, he closed his eyes, shaking his head.
Mia looked down at him and she blinked slowly before she pinched the bridge of her nose hearing the door open. She turned towards the door her other hand on her hip. âHeâs upâ she said to the woman as she moved to sit back down in the chair near him. The nurse looked to Mia and then the patient, Tyler she stepped inside more. âIâll page his doctor to let him knowâ she told her as she moved to check Tylerâs vitals. She moved to check his breathing and his heart rate. She checked his IVâs looking down at the guy for a moment before paging the doctor.
Tyler was struggling to breathe around the tube down his throat and he groaned again as he opened his eyes once more, gagging again. As the nurse entered, he looked at her, blinking slowly as she checked his IV and his vitals.
Mia looked to the nurse and then Tyler, she sighed as she shifted in her seat she rubbed her head and pushed her bangs back again.
Doctor Radwell moved into the room âhiâ he said quickly to Mia before he moved over to Tyler. He check his patient over swapping conversation with the nurse before he said. âTyler relax and donât put a strain on yourselfâ sternly. He check Tyler over once more as the nurse did, once he did that he looked to his monitors himself. âTylerâ he started as he moved to lift the sheets up from his bottom half. âTyler if you can feel this let us know by nodding your head. Can you nod your head?â
Tyler looked at the Doctor as he entered the room and he groaned softly, eyeing the man as he told him not to strain. Grunting, he relaxed a little, trying to calm himself down. As the doctor lifted the sheets from over his legs he stared at the man. At his questioned he nodded his head slowly before looking over at Mia. What did he mean if he could feel this?
Doctor Radwell took a pen out of his coat and he used it to press it into Tylerâs foot, running it from his heel to his toes. He looked to the young man to see if heâd respond to it at all.
Mia looked to the doctor watching him and she pulled her eyes away wanting to know if Tyler felt it too. She stood back up moving over to him. She looked to Tyler waiting for him to nod his head like she knew he would.
Tyler laid there, staring at the older man, unblinking, unmoving. He was waiting. Waiting to feel something. Waiting for him to take this tube from down his throat. As Mia stood up, he looked at her, still waiting, before he looked back at the doctor.
The doctor pressed a little harder into Tylerâs foot looking to the guy as he laid there unmoving. Doctor Radwell looked to the nurse and then to Mia, Tyler clearly couldnât feel him and that could only mean one thing.
Mia looked back to the doctor and then to Tyler, he didnât move he just laid there and reality sunk in. He couldnât feel the doctor and what she had been fearing had come to light. He wouldnât be able to walk and she didnât know what to expect next.
Tylerâs eyebrows pulled together as he took in the expression on Miaâs face. He looked at the doctor and then the nurse, before back at Mia. He gagged a little more, his eyes slowly looking down to follow the doctorâs hand. When he realized that he was indeed being touched, he began to panic. His chest rose and fell rapidly and he began coughing and gagging a little harder.
âRelax Tylerâ Doctor Radwell told him as he moved to place the cover back over his feet. âI will have our nurse remove your Ventilator tube. Just relaxâ he told him and the nurse moved to do just that. Detaching Tyler from the machine and shutting it down. She removed the tube gently from his throat.
Mia watched the doctor and she moved out of his way, moving back to her chair watching the nurse was upsetting her stomach so instead she looked away. Sitting down in the chair once more and looking at her hand for the time being.
Tyler tried to relax as the doctor told him but how could he. He couldnât feel what he was supposed to have felt. He was trying to move his legs, he was trying so hard, but he couldnât. As the nurse removed his tube, he groaned, coughing and gagging until it was completely out. He gasped harshly, breathing out through his nose as he tried to speak but his voice just coming out as rasps and squeaks.
âItâs okay Tylerâ the older man said as he looked to him âthose bullets did some damage and you have a a lot of swelling on the spinal column, thatâs whatâs contributing to thisâ he told the young guys. âJust take it easyâ he told him âthere is a possibility that the swelling will go down and you will be able to walk once moreâ he told him.
Tyler closed his mouth, looking between the doctor and Mia before he nodded slowly, tears wailing in his eyes. He turned his eyes to Mia once more, moving his hand to reach for Miaâs.
As the doctor spoke to Tyler, Mia sat there looking to him with sad sympathetic eyes. She knew this was a lot to take in for him because it was a lot for her and she was sadden by the fact that she couldnât fix this for him. As the doctor said his peace and excused himself for a moment Mia moved to stand up. She held Tylerâs hand and said âitâll be alrightâ gently.
Tyler didnât even look to the doctor as he left the room, he just took Miaâs hand into his squeezed it gently. He stared up at her, blinking hard as a tear rolled down his cheek. âM-Mekhi, K-Kenya,â he managed to rasp out.
âThey will be alright as wellâ Mia told him sweetly, she knelt down a bit kissing his forehead sweetly. âYouâre here, thatâs all that matters.â
Tyler nodded slowly at Miaâs words, squeezing her hand again before he closed his eyes, trying to remember what happened.
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