Chapter 35.

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~August~

I sprinted through the emergency room doors, almost running over a dude.

"Nigga excuse you!" He shouted after me.

Whatever.

I found the receptionist and stepped in front of her.

She didn't even look up.

"Yo, excuse me?" I said impatiently.

"Guuurl, er mah gawd yaaaas! That nigga was too fine!" She ignored me and laughed loud as hell into the phone.

This bitch.

I cleared my throat.

She covered the mouthpiece of the phone and made a face.

"Uh ehscuse me! Can't you see me on the damn phone?" She shoved the phone in my face. "Just rude."

She tried to pull the phone back but I snatched it out of her hand.

"Look, right now I could give a total of zero fucks bout you right now. I need the fuckin' information on Bethany Stanton before I shove this phone down your muthafuckin' throat." She just stared at me with her eyes wide. "Now!"

She jumped and began typing on the computer.

"U-uh...she just came out of surgery like an hour ago." She looked up at me nervously.

Surgery?

Oh no.

"Where is she?" I asked, clenching my fists.

More typing.

"The maternity w-ward on the 5th floor. Room 504." She replied shakily.

Damn I didn't mean to scare her that bad.

"Thanks." I tossed her phone to her.

I heard her talking as I waited for the elevator.

"Yes, gurl. Scared the shit out of me...But he fine as hell though..."

I looked up at the elevator and tapped my foot.

Come on.

Why this bitch had to be so slow right now.

Fuck it.

I took off in the opposite direction and threw the door open.

I didn't feel it until I reached the third flight of stairs.

Well damn.

A nigga didn't know he was this outta shape.

Come on Aug.

Bethany's waiting for you.

That thought alone gave me the motivation to make it up the next two flight of stairs.

I busted through the doors of the stairwell and placed my hands on my knees to catch my breath.

Damn I was tired.

When I finally caught breath, I started my search for Bethany's room.

A nurse stopped me.

"Sir, are you looking for something?" She asked, smiling slightly.

Aye she was kinda cute.

Long brown hair, thick, hazel eyes.

Nice fat...

*cough*

Stethoscope.

I cleared my mind of those thoughts.

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