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| september 15 | 8:00 am - > hospital -
I laid in my hospital bed covered in tears that wouldn't stop rolling down my face since I woke up. No matter how hard I tried the tears would not stop... and i've been up since 6 this morning.
My phone was dead, the volume button on the tv didn't work, and I was so hungry but didn't even have it in me to eat.
I heard three knocks at the door which made me wipe my face before they had the chance to see me. Fivio walked in the room slowly with a get well soon basket in his hand not once looking at me.
"How is Duke?" I said with a little rasp in my voice. "Mornin. He's doing well, he wanted me to bring you this." he said then sat the basket down and walked towards me with a charger.
"Where is he?" I asked him as he plugged my phone up. "He right above you... nurses say he can't get up right now. Same goes fa you." he said then cleared his throat.
"I'm really sorry this happened." he looked down at me and I wiped my tear that was getting ready to fall. "Me too." I barely got out.
It was a small silence that fell amongst us and all we could hear were nurses in the hallway walking around and beeps coming from the machines.
"Hit me if you need me, i'm finna dip." he said and I nodded my head, "Thanks."
I watched as he walked out the room and shut the door then blew out a deep breath. My tears started back up and my mind went racing again.
That went on and on for another hour till my nurse came to check on me and try to keep me afloat. I had a black nurse, Ms. Angie, she was truly the sweetest, I wish she got to know the London I really was.
When she left not even twenty minutes went by before another knock came to my door. Once the door opened my eyes widened and my heart beat increased, that's not who I expected.
"I want you to leave." I said to the man that stood at the foot of my bed. "London can you hear me out first, please?" he asked me with a look of guilt on his face.
I scrunched my face up then used my elbows to help me sit up which took me a little while. "You think you can just come up here and give me some little sob story as to why you did what you did?" I pointed my finger at him.
"I'm not trynna give you no sob story Lo, i'm just trynna explain what it was. Okay? Can you let me do that... please." he pleaded with begging eyes.
"Jeremiah I don't wanna hear shit that comes out of your mouth." I felt myself get extremely emotional. "I'm sit- I'm sitting in a hospital right now and i'm sitting in a hospital because you shot me." I frowned my face up starting to cry.
