Unknown Pov

The Russians, the fucking Russians. The plan was simple get the money…but someone was just hell-bent on revenge, he fucked us over. The Takers the infamous group, now only four. They left him, not because they didn't care but because they assumed he was dead. As soon as they left, he crawled well more like dragged himself out of the room into the hallway where he heard footsteps. His head somehow heavier as he tried to continue crawling, his vision blurred but he was still conscious enough to see that the person was wearing a badge. The cop asks him if he's ok but all he can manage is a slight grunt and passes out from overexertion.

Detective Hatcher searches him only to find nothing…no traces of the gun he was expertly shooting 20 minutes earlier, He has his boys to thank for carefully disposing his gun.

Aaliyah Pov

Why? The only question existing in my head right now. The feeling of anger just anger for no reason, he can't leave me not like this. We got the call…the call no one wanted to believe. A.J in the hospital, Intensive Care Unit to be more exact.

Mom being an emotional wreck, her porcelain like doll face stained with tears, her brown eyes red & filled with disbelief, her pouty pink lips which have been constantly mumbling & sighing ever since we have pulled up at the hospital, if she wasn't crying she would look exactly like Angelina Jolie.

Dad oh dear dad no signs of emotion what so ever but then again he & A.J. never did get along. I can't even look at dad he's the splitting image of A.J., and then there is Derian…sadness in his light brown eyes, his dark brown hair spiked up in front honestly, Derian could be considered their son but, he looks nothing like them…he's adopted well I am too but, Derian can possibly be part of the family just based on sight, me…nope they always think I'm my brother's girlfriend. That shit is just repulsive. Just because I'm black I can't have a white family with good priorities…such bullshit. In my mind the color of your skin doesn't matter, it's the people who love you they matter. Like A.J.

We been coming here for a week A.J. made it out of I.C.U. but the doctors say he's still at risk of dying and may even be paralyzed from the waist down. I'm sitting in a hospital room alone…well, with a vegetable like A.J. he looks horrible…I just can't take it. I walk over to the bed & grab A.J.'s hand "A.J. wake up please don't die Derian & I need you" I feel a gentile squeeze on my hand & a light smile creeps on A.J,'s face, his eyes are slightly open "Who told you I was gonna die, Liya?".

"That asshole of a fucking doctor", Derian's deep voice rang thru my ears from behind me "But shit A.J. We're glad we don't have to organize a funeral".

Derian Pov

Surprised…ecstatic everyone in the room even the doctors are amazed that A.J. made it thru 1 shot in the leg, 2 more in the abdomen. Absolute quiet…I guess I'll be the one to break the silence "So bro how you feel?" A.J. sits up slowly "Like Shit thanks for asking." Liya is sitting by the window watching the people walk the street " You know I'm coming live with you right, A.J?"

The nurse brings food for A.J. he just picks at it moving it around on his plate "why? mom & dad want both of you to go back home." clearly he wants to be alone & away from his family…I guess that's why he moved to L.A. " First of all Dads full of shit, second we are not going back to New York & third who's gonna keep the cops off your ass?"

All the color in his face disappeared when I said that, & he starts stuffing his face like he hasn't had a meal in years "What do you mean by keeping the cops off my ass?" He says with a full mouth of food. "Damn it A.J. ever since you arrived at this hospital that fucking cop has been here almost every day…he thinks you had something to do with jacking that armored truck, which by the way I wouldn't find it hard to believe cause you always did like to obtain things that were out of your reach & you would do anything humanly possible to get what you want." Liya is now standing on side of A.J. looking like she's about to take that food tray & render him unconscious. "Look A.J. Mom & Dad left for their flight back to New York about an hour ago…so the doctor said that you could be out of here in 'bout 3 weeks…"

A.J. Pov

"What the hell 3 weeks, really?...Fine" Finding something else to focus my attention on….they already know too much about the heist.

"A.J., A.J.," I realized Derian had been snapping his fingers in my face for a while now "We're leaving ok…" giving me a what the fuck facial expression "Have Fun!" Liya smirks as she walks out the door.