A Bronx man grazed by a barrage of bullets that killed his best friend over the weekend said the shots seemed to come out of nowhere.
Aspiring basketball player Jayden Goodridge, 21, was fatally wounded Sunday night when a shooter on an e-bike opened fire on a Mott Haven street.
Goodridge died after a bullet hit him in the stomach, officials said. His buddy, who did not want to be named, was grazed in the lower lip. He said they never saw it coming.
“Me, Jayden and our other friend were just walking and talking, and then we hear shots,” the friend said. “I didn’t even know it was towards us at first, until I see Jayden drop.”
Goodridge, who lived with his family in Wakefield, died Monday at Lincoln Hospital.
The victim’s friend, who is also 21, said he, Goodridge and a third person were on their way to visit another pal when the shooting started.
The three friends were walking outside St. Mary’s Park near E. 149th St. and Jackson Ave. in Mott Haven when shots rang out.
Police said it was unclear if Goodridge, known to friends by the nickname “Jiggy,” or either of his friends was the intended target.
Goodridge’s pal said it was a case of mistaken identity.
“We all were wearing ski masks,” the friend said. “That’s why it had to have been mistaken identity. They couldn’t even see us, our faces. I didn’t even get to see them. I didn’t even know he was on the e-bike.”
Surveillance video shows the gunman riding by and shooting with his left hand beyond a row of parked cars where Goodridge and his friends were walking.
There have been no arrests.
“I can’t even describe what happened,” Goodridge’s friend said. “Sometimes it just plays in my mind. My nerves were everywhere.”
The friend declined medical attention at the scene.
“I’m holding up,” he said. ”I’m good. But it’s like a little burn. That’s it.”
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He said his other friend helped him calm down, as did other pals and family.
He said Goodridge’s death hit him hard. At just 5-feet-2, Goodridge was a standout basketball player with college basketball aspirations, and his friend played ball with him often.
“The past two, three years I was with him every day,” he said. “Go play ball, go to just everywhere, go to the movies, talk to females, parties, stay in the crib and play the game, just did everything together. He was my brother. I wouldn’t call him a best friend. A brother.”
He said his friend wasn’t happy until he could make everyone around him happy.
“He was energetic, always had a smile on his face. He never wanted to see anyone sad,” the friend said. “Like I said, that was my brother, so whatever was his was mine, whatever was mine was his.”
He said he had no answers for the random shootings that are destroying families in the Bronx and all over the city.
“I think it’s a lost cause,” he said. ”I know it did change everything. It hasn’t hit me yet.”