Vonte swerved into the emergency entrance at the hospital hopping out.
"Park it" Vonte told Benji as he quickly opened the passenger door scooping up Melanie bridal style and carrying her towards the sliding doors.
"I gotchu you gon be straight, ight? You hear me?" Vonte said to her as he carried her. She shook her head yes, the pain too intense to speak.
"Words babygirl.." Vonte spoke wanting a verbal response.
"Mhm.. I love you Von" Melanie said weakly before clenching her eyes shut wincing as a spark pain shot through her body.
"She's needs to see a doctor immediately" Vonte urged as he carried Melanie inside the ER to the receptionist desk.
"What's the emergency sir? Is she conscious? Ma'am can you tell me your name?" The nurse asked.
"She complaining of severe abdomen pain, shit I think so. Mel can you tell her your name mamas?" Vonte spoke nervously, looking down at her. Only to see she hadn't opened her eyes back up.
He noticed her body felt heavier, and tried to readjust his stance and her weight distribution in his arms as his pants started to sag further off his waist. He continued to observe her in a daze almost as he had readjusted her, her head sort of tilted over and he noticed her eyes rolled to the top of her head.
"Sir! Sir!! Sir!!! Can you hear me? Be careful with her! Was she raped? What happened to her sir? I need a stretcher! Patient unconscious!!" The nurse started asking frantically as she started to notice Melanie was bleeding and obviously going in and out of consciousness.
"What the fuck? No, she was in uh umm fight. Man just help her—" Vonte rambled getting worried and upset.
"Put her down here. Calm down sir. Tell me her name and age or date of birth and your relation to her. Is she pregnant or have any allergies?" The nurse instructed, asking necessary questions per protocol.
"Melanie Jackson, she's 17, this is my girlfriend, no she's not, and not to my knowledge." Vonte said quickly watching them pull open her eyes and check them with the flashlight.
"We got a minor, age 17, evidence of vaginal bleeding, mildly unconscious, complains of abdominal pain, possible head contusion. Take her to fast track room 118. I'm sorry sir, you can't go back. Please call her parent or guardian." The nurse said blocking Vonte from following where Melanie was rolled away.
Vonte sucked his teeth, going to sit down. He put his head in hands as his leg shook uncontrollably.
"What they saying cuh?" Benji asked walking with Draco and QuanQuan behind him.
"Ion know man, she passed out by the time I got her in here. Call Nah'jour again, nobody can go see her till family get here cause she a minor" Vonte said in a defeated tone.
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"Why da fuck this nigga ain't answering the phone?" Nyny stressed calling Spazz for the 10th time in a row.
"This nigga tweakin—, hello?!" Nyny grumbled.
"Shit you got somebody on they way? Mel unconscious and they took her to the back, we can't do shit or find out nun cause she a minor so we oun even know what's going on and shit." Benji spoke into the phone.
"Man nawll the nigga not answering the phone. Ion know what the fuck he got going like.. man I'm finna just call my granny and if she don't answer fuck this house arrest shit I'm coming up there. I'll hit you back." Nyny sighed deeply in frustration.
"Aight bruh and nawll we don't need them folks fuckin with you we gone make sure she straight just chill" Benji tried to bargain with Nyny.
"He right bae, just chill cause her parent or guardian does have to be there to consent to certain things concerning her treatment. She's gonna be alright just call yo granny." Nylah told Nyny as she rubbed his back. Nyny let out a heavy sigh as he clicked his granny's contact.
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Hood Mentality: Generational Curses
Teen FictionComing from the hood, you develop a certain mindset ... a unique mentality. Although some are just wishing for a way out, sometimes you're stuck in a cycle. Sometimes life runs in a loop, like its stuck on repeat. What will it take break a generatio...