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"my breath woke you up huh?" luca asked me and i laughed a little too loud.
"hell yeah ts stank whatchu eat?" i asked.
"that wrap you be getting with extra onions," he grinned. he's so cute i can't wait to marry him.
"why you smiling so hard?" he asked me.
"why you smiling so hard?"
"i'm just happy you're here that's all,"
"where's my mom?"
"she on the way. she's crying otp when i told her,"
"she's so dramatic," i laughed. even though i was happy to be awake and happy that luca was by my side, i couldn't help but think about that memory. it was like i relived the whole thing and now i couldn't get it off my mind.
"can i talk to you about something when we get home?"
"yeah ofc. just rest for now mama," he said. i nodded and laid my head back on the pillow. i hated hospitals. it always smelt like death and piss. the doctor came and said we would discuss my injuries when my mom got here so we were just waiting.
luca was just telling me about the house he bought and how he was excited about the business he invested and honestly seeing him this excited made me happy. whatever me and luca was going through i decided to brush it and move forward. it was about time we just focused on ourselves and let all that other shit go. i just didn't know how to tell him about my past without bringing out that luca.
just then my mom walked in and ran to me giving me a big hug.
"oh my baby," she cried.
"my head ma it still hurts," i said as she rocked me side to side.
"oh i'm sorry baby, here," she said fixing up my pillows then sat me back on them, "i'm just happy you're awake. we've been praying all day every day especially when they said they were gonna take you off life support,"
"it was that bad?" i asked in shock.
"that bad... but you're awake now. by the grace of God," she said and i sighed.
the doctor came back again and explained my head injuries. i had a small crack in my skull and a hole that kept leaking blood. there was no way they could fix the crack in my skull but they had to stitch up the lil hole.
kendra and deante came in with flowers and food. i grabbed the food whilst luca held my flowers for me and laughed.
"i told you she was gon go for the food first," deante said to kendra.
"you okay sis?" kendra asked me.
"yeah just this fucking ringing sound giving me a headache," i said biting into my food. i couldn't even eat properly without feeling as if someone was knocking my head with a hammer.
"i'm ready to go home bruh," i said beginning to get frustrated. i really hated hospitals.
"you know they not gon let you leave without you getting ts stitched up first," luca said.
"i know but still. i hate it here,"
"give it a few more days. " he reassured me.
*
3 DAYS LATER
"oou this is nice luca," my mom said as she pushed my wheelchair through the house that luca just got. it was pretty like he said; exactly my style.
sad part is i couldn't enjoy it for a couple of weeks since i'm wheelchair bound. the blow to the back of my neck effected my spinal cord but no permanent damage has been done. i'll be able to walk soon.
"ian know you was gon be in a wheelchair but i can just carry you around if you like," luca said to me making me laugh.
"much appreciated," i nodded.
"one thing you forgot to get luca," my mom said.
"what?" he asked her.
"some groceries, y'all ain't got nothing in this big ass fridge," she shook her head.
"i was gonna get to that today," he playfully rolled his eyes.
"it's okay i'll go for y'all," she said grabbing her purse.
"get everything i like x2 because luca wanna be me so bad now," i said.
"ian gon lie you be coming clutch with the snacks," he grinned.
"i'll be back," my mom smiled then left the house. luca wheeled me into the living room then helped me sit on the couch before sitting besides me.
"this place got extra security?" i asked him.
"extra security, cameras on at all times and it's a safe in our room for guns and shit,"
"you said you dropped everything that had anything to do with the streets," i fussed.
"and i did but that don't mean niggas still can't come for me. gotta be protected at all times. i'm been done with ts. i'm just done with it for good now,"
"okay," i nodded then i sighed thinking about how i was gonna tell him ts.
"anyways you said you was gonna tell me sum when we got home,"
"it's like you just read my mind," i laughed nervously, "okay ima explain this in the most simplest way okay? when i was younger, from ages 6-10 i was sexually abused by my older cousin. he's not around no more, i haven't seen him since, but he used to babysit me overnight and one night it just went left and everything changed ever since,"
"that's why ion deal with men too tough or relationships at that. it took a while for me to get used to my ex but eventually i was able to put ts behind me and move on from it. but like some weird shit happened when i was in my coma. it was like a younger me was showing me all my good memories. you was in em, kendra was in em shit everybody was. but like before i woke up she showed me that memory. the night it first happened. she said this was what was holding me back and in order for me to move on i had to tell someone about it so i'm telling you," i said finally looking up at him.
his jaw clenched and his nostrils flared as he just sat there and stared at me. he was angry at God knows what but the next thing he done was pull me into the tightest hug.
"i'm never gonna let shit else happen to you no more okay? every time you wit me you safe even when you not just know i always got you protected aight? you always straight with me." he said.
"thank you." i cried softly.
- God knows what i'm gonna write for the next one.
