He clenched his jaw, " Ephesian-"
" You left me, remember?! You left me!"
" I NEVER FUCKIN LEFT YOU, AIGH?! IM STILL FUCKIN HERE!"
" NO THE FUCK YOU'RE NOT, ADONIS! YOU HAVENT BEEN HERE FOR ME FOR FUCKIN WEEKS! ALL THOSE TIMES I FUCKIN CALLED YOU...
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LOS ANGELES, CALI.
" Babe did you get my clothes?" I ask Adonis loudly, Malea helping me put on a tank top and Jean shorts in the bathroom. I hear shuffling around the room, " Yeah I got them!"
I was being discharged today, and I was going to be in bed rest for the next coming weeks. Which I didn't like whatsoever. " Here baby," Malea says, helping me put on my sandals.
" Thank you," I say with a smile, wincing ever now and again. Getting shot was something that I definitely didn't recommend. One of the nurses knocked on the door with a wheelchair in her grasp.
Malea helps me walk to the wheelchair, plopping me down gently onto the cool leather seat. The nurse gave me a look, " Male sure you get plenty of rest. No heavy lifting, or you'll risk opening the stitches. Okay?"
I nodded my head, " Okay,"
Adonis chuckled, swinging my clothed bag over his arm and sat the medicine bag filled with antibiotics on my lap. " Don't worry, she already knows the drill with me."
I roll my eyes, " shut up."
The nurse gushed, " You guys are so cute together,"
Malea bumped shoulders with the nurse, " I know right, I can't wait until I'm an aunty-"
" Lea!" Adonis and I say in Unison.
She threw her hands up in surrender, " What? I'm just saying!"
I shook my head at her, pinching the bridge of my nose. " Dios mio."
We waltzed out of the room, bidding goodbyes to those around us. I lean back against the wheelchair, sighing deeply. " I'm so glad I don't have to stay here another day,"
Adonis hummed, " Me too,"
Malea snorted, walking in front of Adonis and I. " I know that's right. I'm tired of the smell of old people,"
" Can't take yo ass nowhere dawg," Adonis mumbled.
Malea shrugged, heading to the elevator and pressing the ground floor. " It's the truth,"
He leans down and pecks my temple, " We're gonna stop by your parents house,"
I nod my head, crossing one leg over the other. " Okay, that's fine."
Malea held open the elevator doors for us as we got in. Then she announced, " I'm gonna meet y'all there, I have to go pick up something."
