Chapter 13

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At the hospital

*Roc's P.O.V*

As Briah and I walked to the front desk located on the main floor of the hospital, we didn't exchange any words, nor did we look at each other.

From the corner of my eye, I noticed that Briah texting.

I wonder who's she texting.

"Welcome to Rush Hospital; How may I help you today?" Asked the receptionist.

She looks Haitian, like an off version of Gabrielle Union. Also, she looks as if she is in her late twenties through the early thirties.

"Ummm....... I'm here to see Danyale." I responded back.

"Last name?" The receptionist asked as she typed something into the computer.

"Umm..... I have no clue." I said. "Briah, what's Danyale's last name?" I asked.

Briah looked up from her phone as she ignored me.

"Ohhh, I see how it is." I began to speak. " It's funny how petty and stubborn you're acting, especially since this is YOUR BEST FRIEND." I said as I raised my voiced and stared at Briah.

Briah looked at me, and she rolled her eyes.

Chuckling, I said, " I apologize for the inconvenience; however, may you ask her what is Danyale's last name?"

"I sure will." The receptionist replied back.

"Excuse me ma'am," The receptionist began to speak.

"Yes?" Briah responded as she looked up from her phone.

"May you tell me the last name of Danyale?" Asked the receptionist.

" I sure will." Briah began to speak." Her last name is Madden" Briah continued.

"Thank you." The receptionist replied back as she flashed a smile at Briah.

"You have a beautiful smile." I said, complimenting the receptionist.

"Thank you. You have umm.... nice hair." The receptionist replied back.

"Why, thank you madame.........At least someone likes my hair." I said, glaring at Briah.

Looking up from her phone, Briah said, " Roc stop playing with me cas you're really starting to piss me off."

"Awkward......." The receptionist whispered to herself.

"Oh, so---" I began to speak.

"HERE, you guys go!" The receptionist said as she handed Briah and I a pink sticker.

The sticker read, " Danyale Madden: Floor Eight, Surgical Orthopedic center : Room 824"

"She had to get surgery?" Briah asked.

"Yes.... Her condition is very chronic." The receptionist responded to Briah.

"Cough Cough, looks like someone owes me an apology." I said as I pointed a finger towards Briah.

Smiling, Briah said " I'm sorry."

"It's cool........ Now give the zaddy a zug." I said in my ratchet girl voice.

I expanded my arms, so Briah could hug me.

We hugged.

"Thank you." I said to the receptionist, waving.

"No problem." The receptionist responded back, waving.

Briah and I walked to the elevator, hand in hand.

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