People waited inside of the ER waiting room to find out if Bradin was going to be okay or not. It turned out that Bradin raised the gun in front of Elie to his head and she fought to get the gun away from him. However, it went off twice. The first one shattered the window and the second hit Bradin in the lower part of his leg. Ava peered up from holding her crying niece and saw the doctor.

"Ava Gregory?" he asked walking up to her. She nodded as she stood up. "Your nephew will be fine. We got the bullet out. It pierced the inside of his inner thigh. he will be ready to go home in about twenty minutes. If you follow me, you can see him."

Ava brought Nikki up and Derrick as well and they walked to see Bradin followed by Jay, Johnny, and Susannah. Nikki ran up to him and hugged him tightly.

"I'm fine," he said with no emotion not even hugging her back.

"The doctor wants to see him back in two weeks," the nurse told Ava, "He can go home anytime."

Ava hugged her nephew tightly and cried as the nurse left the room. "Why?" was all she could ask.

"I don't want to talk about it yet. Where's Elie?"

"How can you think about her?" Jay asked, "She put you into this situation."

Bradin glared at Jay. "How can you show your face near me? She told me what you said to her before she snuck in. You made her feel worse than I did when I pushed her!" He groaned. "Get me away from him and out of this hospital. I need to talk to Elie."

"Bradin," Johnny said, "you need to calm down. We'll find her for you."

Bradin made his aunt drive to Elie's apartment to see if she was there or not. He pounded on her door yelling her name for five minutes and got nothing. he sighed and walked, using his crutches, to his aunts car. He remained to himself for days. Nikki tried to talk to him about Elie. But, he ignored her not wanting to hear from anyone unless it was Elie.

He sat in a seat at Nikki's dance recital that he was forced to go to. He hunched in his seat mumbling about how he hated everything that was going on in his house. Music started and he heard her voice. He peered up and saw Elie on the stage talking and introducing the night. He got up not telling anyone where he was going, and walked backstage.

"Elie," he said quietly, "Elie!"

She turned around. "What the fuck are you doing here?" she asked. "You shouldn't be back here."

"I need to talk to you. Right now is that time."

"No. It's not. I need to help these girls get ready for their routines. Now leave." She turned to walk away when he grabbed her by the arm and dragged her away. "Bradin!" she said trying not to cause a scene. Bradin walked dragging Elie into a small room. "What's the deal?" she screamed.

"We need to talk."

"Can't it wait!" she screamed.

"I've waited too long to talk to you. You haven't talked to me in days."

"I tried to! I called your house and someone told me that I should leave you alone and face the fact that we can't be a part of each other's lives any longer!"

"What are you talking about?" he asked. "Elie, I can't live my life without you."

"And how many girls have you told that to?" she asked him. "How many times do I have to tell you that we can't be together?"

"I don't care what it takes!" he bellowed, "I am going to do whatever it takes to get you to stay with me! Elie, I need and love you with all my heart. How can you tell me that you don't feel the same way that I do?"

She sighed and tried to walk out but felt Bradin take her hand. "Don't go. Talk to me. Please."

She sighed once again. "After the show, there's a party for the girls. Everyone is invited. We'll talk there." She walked passed him to go help the rest of the girls.