MM: I just had to make it ❤

March 24, 1995

Cube

I walked into the room, and frowned as I seen Eric laying there with his eyes closed. This shit was fucking with me, watching my brother lay there as he fight for his life. It just makes me be more appreciative of life, my wife my children, family, friends, fans and so much more.

"Eric?"

I sat down in the chair next to his bed and stared at him as his stomach moved up and down from breathing. I looked down at my folded hands, then back at him as he shifted in the bed.

He opened one eye and forced a small smile, "Sup Cube"

"Damn man, I thought you was gone for a minute nigga", I said laughing a little as I shook my head.

"Nah, man God still got me here for some reason...can't kill a real G", he says as he sat up in the bed.

"Still crazy as hell, always saying some crazy shit", I smiled.

I stared at him once again and looked away from him and inhaling then exhaling. My leg shook as I roughly bit my lip. It hurt my heart to see my homie laying in the bed fighting the biggest battle, the fight for his life.

"Yeah, like when I called your movie an after-school special", Eric laughed then coughing a little bit.

"Man, fuck you that shit was dope I don't care what you say", I laughed whole-heartedly. "Damn man, time fly I remember when we first started out with this rapping shit, we just wanted to be famous and make music for the neighborhood"

Eric nodded, while smiling and looking up at the ceiling. He chuckled a little before turning his head towards me.

"What about that time you tried to play therapist in the fucking studio?"

"Mann, only cause Rih asked me", I waved him off

| Flash Back |

"I don't know what happen and I don't care what happen. But what I do know is yall fucked and yall energy was Way off at Dooto's that night man"

"Yeah, your old Oprah Winfrey head ass", Eric giggled.

"You done cube? I aint sign up for a therapist!" he yelled and shook his head. I chuckled.

"Look Eric you like Shayla I seen how mad yo ass got when Dre was all in her face dancing with her and shit"

"Yeah yo ass was mad as fuck when Dre was all up in her shit", I spat back then giggling too.

|End of Flash Back |

"He may got the dance, but who last name she repping nigga.... the E, the muthaphukkin Pussy Beater", Eric says as he did the cabbage patch dance in the bed.

Leave it to this nigga to make fun during a crazy situation. I can't imagine the pain he is feeling right now, but he is still smiling and pushing through. Eric is one of a kind. When god do call him home, he will be the most Gangsta angel he'll ever meet.

"Yeah...whatever nigga", I smiled then pressing my lips together. "Speaking of Dre, did you speak to him?"

Eric shifted a little as he started twirling his thumbs, "Yeah... he came up here last night and shit"

"How that go...?"

Eric shrugged then smirked, "We set aside our differences, we spoke about the whole beef shit, same thing I said with you, we shouldn't have done that shit we started in muthafucka together and that's how we should have carried it. Making the fans choose and shit, wasn't cool".

I nodded, "Yeah nigga, cause yall wanna talk shit", I laughed. "And yo crazy ass tried to get me jumped".

"Nigga, you said I was getting fucked by jerry, at least said I was fucking a white bitch damn nigga" he hysterically laughed then flicking me off.

Eric smiled and then his lips turned into a frown as I stood up and wrapped my arms around his small frame and hugged him.

I sniffled, trying to keep my tears from falling. I can tell he was doing the same thing. I patted his back as he squeezed me tighter, not wanting to let go.

"I Love you man" he cried as he snuffled. "You my brother always...no matter what"

I finally let the tears roll down my face as I squeezed Eric tighter and finally belting out a small whimper.

"I love you too man, we always gonna be brothers...Niggas for life man...Niggas for Life.

***

Eric

As I continued to hug Cube, I seen Rih, Yella, Ren and Kim, my mom and dad plus other doctors come through the door, causing me and Cube to look up and release each other's grip.

"Look at these niggas in here bout to kiss and shit", Ren laughed as he bought over a big bag filled with teddy bears, chocolates, flowers and Balloons and letters.

"Fuck you Ren", Cube laughed as he snatched the bag out of his hand.

"Where that come from?" I asked as Cube placed the bag on my bed.

"Fan mail, all that stuff came from fans", My mom said as she walked over to my bed and gave me a kiss.

"Hello Mr. Wright, how you feeling today?", Dr. Myers asked as he looked at me.

"I feel really tired...but I am."

"Dr. Myers, your patient is going into an emergency C-section!"

We all turned our heads towards the door as a heavy-set nurse with long black hair said in a frantic voice as other nurses rushed down the hall ways.

"Who? What is the patient name Nurse Nancy?", Dr. Myers as he lowered his walkie volume.

"Shayla Wright she's is in room 303!" She says.

My eyes got big as everyone in the room started to grow frantic. I sat up in the bed and slowly took the cover off my body.

"She's having the baby ohh my god!" Kim shrieked as she grabbed Rih hand and ran out of the room.

"I got to be there", I coughed as I tried to get out of the bed.

I felt weaker than I thought I was. My legs felt like they have been aching for years but I was determined to get upstairs and be with my wife. It is a miracle I am still here, although I feel like shit.

"Mr. Wright...you cannot go upstairs, you are terribly Ill", Dr. Myers says as he tried to lay me back down.

"Fuck that", I screamed as I felt tears form in my eyes. "Doc...please this is our first child together, I want...I want to see my baby...I'm not promised tomorrow" I choked as I closed my eyes.

"Eric, I will go up there with her and her mom to make sure everything is alright okay? My mom said as she rubbed my hand.

"No.... please maa no...." I whined as started crying a little louder. "I wanna see my wife give birth to our baby...please"

"Mr. Wright, please calm down your stress levels are extremely high and you need to relax at this point"

"NO!" I shrieked as I started punching the air and rocking back and forth in the air. "Y'all want me to calm down and my wife is giving birth! I have waited all this time since we were together to give her this moment and now I can't?"

I heard the EKG machine start to beep faster as more nurses and doctors entered my room, ushering everyone else out, including my parents. One of the nurses closed the door as the doctors surrounded my bed.

I was hysterical at this point. I continued crying louder and louder, my heart racing faster as the doctors tried to restrain me. I continued to fight them, trying to get out the bed and screaming for them to let me go.

"Eric, the sooner you calm down the sooner you can rest" one nurse said to me.

"BPM 160...shit", another nurse said as her eyes frantically scanned over the monitors that I was hooked up too.

"Let me go!!!!, let me go I wanna see my wife before I die please, that's all I want please!" I begged at the top of my lungs.

I started coughing as my heart rapidly raced. I started to feel weak and my chest tighten as everything became blurry around me. The different color lights, the faces of the hospital staff became blurred as I faded into unconsciousness.

I just wanna see my daughter...

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