Tyron
I didn't know whether to curse or thank Erwin for bringing me here.
He wanted to stop by a club and have a drink whilst I wanted to soak myself in a long shower and think of my red haired girl.
Speaking of her,I saw someone like her sitting at the far corner. She was alone....
Her face was contorted into what seemed like pain. I excused myself and went to her.
She didn't want to speak so she got up to leave,then she screamed and passed out.
Feeling panicked I went to Erwin to find him drunk with three ladies by him. Fucker!.
Grabbing him I slapped him twice but he didn't flinch. My best friend. Handing an amount of money to the ladies I directed them to Erwin's apartment and told them to take him there.
I carried Gianna and put her in the car.
Now , hospital or home.
I chose hospital because I didn't know how serious her situation was.
The doctor agreed to take care of her and I was left sitting at the lobby wondering why the lady was batting her eyelashes at me.
Ewww.
**
The doctor came out later and asked if I'm her relative. I didn't know anything about her.
" She's my girlfriend"
" Oh...umm you're Tyron Russell?"
" Yes I am"
" Oh my God I'm so sorry,we hardly see you so I didn't recognize you, please go to room 396"
I nodded.
Power!
I walked into the room to find her sleeping peacefully. Her dress had been changed into a lighter one. I studied her.
She didn't look like a boy in this state. Her hair had fallen on her face and I brushed it away. Her eyes were shut tightly and her lips were exotic. She wore no lipstick but still it was prominently pink.
My eyes trailed down to her neck then to her chest.I could see her boobs from the dress she was wearing. She was blessed with it. Very huge. Maybe this was why she dressed boyish. She had a figure eight body. She had turned a bit so part of her thighs were showing.
Her skin looked soft. She was beautiful nevertheless.
But why work at Skyhigh,I mean why was she so quiet,so scared of life.
Thoughts ran through my head till I saw her phone ringing. It was Vincent. I picked it up.
" Gigi, where have you been "
" Gigi is in the hospital with me,umm this is Tyron"
" Oh no! Was it her stomach again"
Oh I was going to kill this guy for not bringing her to the hospital early"
" I'll be there right away"
He hanged up and I sighed.
I took out my own phone too and turned it on.
Every family member had called me so there was about a hundred missed calls.
Who should I call first? Trisha.
I called her
" Where have you been Tyron, the whole family has been waiting for you to explain what the hell happened today"
"I'm taking care of something Trisha , please cover up for me"
" Well but we're all staying up waiting for you,mom said she needs an explanation now"
" Okay okay"
I cut the call and Vincent entered.
" How's she"
" Sedated but fine, what's wrong with her stomach"
" The first day I met her she was hurting but she refused to come to the hospital"
" Okay"
We sat in silence. Till I heard her murmur.
**
Gianna
I woke up in a hospital!
Ugh,! I hate this place. Tyron and Vincent stood by the bed.
" What am I doing here" I asked.
" You fainted"
" Really" I turned to face Vincent who shrugged.
The Doctor entered and nodded at me.
" Would you want to be alone while I discuss with you?"
" Yes please"
Vincent and Tyron left.
The doctor began to talk.
An hour later,
I came out to find Vincent asleep on Tyron's shoulders.
Giggling I took a picture.
Tyron was also asleep." You know I got no problem with gay love but we're in a hospital"
That woke them up.
"I'm not gay" Tyron grumbled.
" I'm not"Vincent continued.
" Anyways what did the Doctor say" I bit my inner lip at the question and shook my head.
" A minor case"
They both nodded.
" So who am I taking home"
" Don't worry you go home, Vincent and I will go"
He seemed hurt. But I didn't trust myself to be alone with him. What if he turned into what I knew him as.
I took Vincent's hand and we walked out.
After walking for a few minutes, I told Vincent I could go alone from here.
He hesitated a bit but later agreed.
I got home and slumped on the couch. Wondering how the fuck I got that sickness....
Tomorrow I needed to go house hunting and besides I was dreading the case of fake dating Tyron Russell.
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