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Jahseh's pov

I just sat there waiting for it to all stop the pain the depression the arguing the abuse I looked at the bottle that read Xanax I twisted the white cap off and swallowed as many as I could I laid there I started to feel sleepy lightheaded I smiled knowing I was going to die

Beep beep beep beep....

The beeping noise continued I sigh knowing the noise of the hospital monitor I opened my eyes to see a dude in scrubs and a white lab like coat he walked up to me I read his name tag mr.goulbourne tf is a goulbourne "-seh Jahseh" he said I looked at him I rolled my eyes at the fact I'm still on this no for good piece of shit earth "yes" I said

"I'm your new doctor mr.goulbourne " he said smiling like I'm not in a damn hospital bed and almost killed my self "don't care" I said I sitting up he mumbled something under his breath "ok Jahseh you will be out of here in a week then you'll have physical therapy and regular therapy with me" he said wrighting something on him clipboard

I sigh angrily at the amount of time that I have to stay here where people die the food is nasty asf ik my mom isn't gonna get me " ok where is my phone i need to call my mom" I said looking at mr.goulbourne " uh ian- I mean I didn't see a phone on you " he said fuck ion know my moms number

" nigger don't y'all got like shit for this cant y'all just track her or something vro"i said sighing heavily " no we can't we have to have some type of phone or electronic to track sir" he said I cringed hard asl when he called me sir " ok well can I at least get some food or something from McDonald's" I said "um we can't do that you have to eat the food that we provide for you" he said knowing damn well

1 week later

I've been in the hospital for a week now I can't wait till I lay my fatass in my bed and watch lelo and stitch I sighed as mr.goulbourne walked in "can you get me out of this shit" I said sitting up "ok ur mom signed a contract you'll be staying with me because ur mom thought it would be better

He said with a bored expression on his face "AND YOU LET HER DO THAT" I yelled at him Ian staying at no randoms house vro "nigga the fuck was I supposed to do" he said angrily damn he really tired of me "fuck you get me out of this shit" I said pulling at the I'v

Once he got me out of it he gave me my clothes I changed and sat in the front for hours until he came back out "come on" he said walking past me I walked out the building I got in the car saying nothing I put my seatbelt on we drove to his place it was big as hell

I walked inside " Ight there are rules in the house don't touch shit don't go snooping don't talk to me unless ur hungry or hurting or it's an emergency ur clothes are on the table how old are you" he said "17" I said plainly " ok don't touch any alcohol ok good" he said walking to his room im guessing I sighed going in the fridge looking for food he had a lot so I made some chicken and rice I made us plates and called him down he came down and ate the smell of weed hit me so I went in the living room that shit smells I put my plate on the counter scrolling through Instagram " are you gonna eat or what" Stokeley said " oh I thought I had t-t-to wait" I said I forgot I wasn't at my house "no why would you think that you can eat whenever you want vro" he said making me have this feeling in my stomach not a bad a good feeling that I've never had before I started eating after dinner we sat on the couch and watched tv " imma head to bed" I said laying on the couch " you can uh come in my room if you want " he said scratching the back of his neck i fiddled with my fingers " y-y-you sure" I asked him he nodded and i followed him to his room i laid beside him he was so warm "goodnight" he said "night stokeley" i said drifting off to sleep

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