Shh! - Love & War™

Reality

Tuesday Morning

I woke up earlier than usual. I'm so tired of this hospital. These machines are irritating. I can't move or get comfortable in this flat ass bed. No TV stations to watch. I figured I'll make these doctors my servant.

I pressed the “Help” button repeatedly. Until one of the nurses came in. "Yes!" "Could you take these things out of me?" I simply ask. As she begins to walk out I ask her for one more thing "Oh and can I have some breakfast? I like Grits, sausage, toast, eggs “WITH HOT SAUCE”, and some apple juice." I say. "Would you like anything else?" "Nah, I'm good but I would like my food." I say pissing my nurse off. I silently laugh at myself as I wait for my food to patiently come.

15 minutes later

My food just arrived. I forgot to tell them to scramble my eggs. What the fuck is this mess? Can they even serve these eggs? The yolk running down the side. In my day I never seen no eggs looking like this. "Umm.. What's this?" "The eggs you requested." "No they not, I like scrambled I don't eat raw egg." I say scraping the egg of my plate and into her hand. I know I  did her wrong but it was funny at the same time. I ate all three other food. As the pervious nurse brought me some scrambled eggs and hot sauce.

10 minutes later

Within 10 minutes after eating. I took a shower in the hospital room's bathroom. At the end of my shower Tyga and Bree were standing in the doorway. With me only me standing in a towel with the hospital door wide open. "I'll go bring your stuff..." Bree says awkwardly. Tyga just stood there with his mouth open. "Umm

... come in? I guess..." I say not expecting him to be here. He comes in and closes the hospital door. I really have nothing to say to him. Other than why did he shoot me. "Hey Aug..." "Hey?... Did you bring my clothes?" I say. "Yeah, here." He says handing me a bag. I pull out a shirt first because it was the easiest. "Can you help me?" Asking Tyga to pull my shirt on. I missed him in a way, I miss them loud ass kids running around, Bree yelling at them, and Bree cooking. This hospital ain't exactly a gourmet kitchen. Nor was it what I was expecting either. "Thanks.." I say. Not realizing I would need assistance with my boxers and pants. .

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Did you like it? Tried to make it long since I was busy updating Ayo. Atleast I only got one book to worry about.