Moments

Chapter 9: Too Silent

"Sometimes it's best to remain silent and smile."
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Neveah's POV

  It's been over a few months since I've been here at Hakeem's house and he's now in his 'acting like a baby' recovery stage. Everything hurts. His shoulder. His back. His hand. His finger. He knee. His calf. His toe. Ughhhhh and I'm here like "he not deadass right now...."

"BABYFACE!!"

Here we go.

Walking into the bathroom I stand next to him and pinch his side.

"Boy what I tell you about yelling! I'm literally feet away from you!" I look at him through the mirror. Studying his face.

"Ouch lil girl!! That hurt ya know! That adds to my pain!" He says going to sit on the toilet seat cover. "I'm actually in pain and I don't think I have anymore pain killers. There's a stinging in my shoulder and this shit hurt like a bitch."

"Keem are you lying to me? If you're in real pain let me know and I'll go make a Walgreens trip to get you some Ibuprofen till your next appointment." I said moving to stand in between his legs.

"I don't want you to go alone. You barely got your license and I don't need nobody calling from a police station." He reaches up slowly and brings me closer to him so his face is leaned up against my stomach.

"Oh so you got jokes huh? You worried about me or your precious bmw outside?" I lightly laughed. "Fine I'll call up Vivian and tell her to come get me. I don't want you in any more pain right now."

"Uh uh. Don't call her. I'll come with you and make sure that you and my other baby are good on the road." He stands up making me wobble back a bit but I knew it wasn't purposefully done so I let it slide. "Let me go throw on a hoodie and some sneakers. I'll meet you downstairs. No if ands or buts."

"Nooo noo noo. Keem stay here. I'll call Vivian, I'm sure she's still up." I said standing in the doorway of the bathroom. "She'll always slide once it's me who's calling. It's fine. You don't have to go."

"Neveah, I'm not gonna stand here and argue witchu about this. Just go. I'm slowly getting moody and I don't want to get mad at you over something so small, so just please wait for me downstairs. I said please." He tilted my head to look up at him. "Gimme kiss before you go."

Not him using my government.

Leaning up I gave him a quick peck and was about to go on my merry way when I was snatched back by my sweatpants waistband.

"That's what you call a kiss? That was a small ass peck. I want a kiss! I ain't no giddy head lil boy, I'm a grown ass man." He grinned.

"Keem, I thought you was in pain? Boy let me go so we can go!" I tried gently to peel his arm from around my waist, but it wouldn't budge. "Hakeem you not deadass right now?"

It's giving big baby Keem activated.

"Fine I'll let you slide for now cuz ya boy is a pain heavy and I just feel like chopping off my arm at this point. So fuck it. I'll meet you downstairs in like five seconds." He let me go and I walked out the room and downstairs to sit on the couch.

Looking down at my vibrating phone, it's that unknown caller again. Bro it's 8 at night right now. Who tf is this??!! I decided to answer this time.

"Yoo who the fuck is this and why do you keep calling my phone?! It's getting fucking annoying now. Like deadass annoying. Y'all don't pay my phone bill so stop calling me! Got it? Good! Don't call my shit no mo' bitch." After my lil rant it was quiet but there was breathing on the other end. Heavy breathing. It almost sounded like a man's breathing. Who tf could this be?!