- Bashar Jackson 💫 -
- New York, New York -————————————————————————
"pop.. pop give me the bucket.." thyri waved her hand at me and i sat up holding the bucket up to her watching as she threw up in it for the 4th time this hour.
we were in the hospital because she's been having trouble breathing and swallowing. my mom couldn't take off work so i'm here for her while janay's watching the kids back at the house.
we've been in here for maybe two hours and she's been throwing up non stop.. she's been getting headaches cause of it.
"here" i handed her a paper towel to wipe her mouth as i put the bucket on the floor and rubbed her back. "you good, ight'? i'm here"
she just began to cry. she was terrified ever since we got here.. the doctors are running a few test and they should be coming back any minute.
"i'm s-scared, Shar" she cried. "it hurts.. i feel so bad"
"i'm right here. i ain't leavin', thyr" i sighed and she shook her head.
"i wanna go home.." she sniffled. "i wanna go home! i want-"
"thyri save your breath, man" i rubbed my face. "try to go to sleep. it's 10 at night"
"can you open the curtains..? so i can see the city?" i chuckled and nodded standing up off the chair and making my way to the curtains.
"you want me to put the tv on?" she shook her head turning away from me on the bed making me sigh again. "your gonna be okay, Nug. i won't let anything happen to you"
a knock came at the door making her head raise and seeing the doctor come in, she sighed.
"can i speak to you alone?" she questioned and i nodded following her out the room and shutting the door behind me. "we figured out what's wrong with her but there's a few things that add onto it as well.."
"what is it?"
"she has thyroid cancer" she said making me stop.
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