Jail Love

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!!!!NOT PROOF READ!!!!
Omniscient
Pov-

The group of friends sat in the waiting room of the hospital all with blank faces. Ivy died three times before the doctors were able to get her to the operating room.

"Family of Symone Reign." The sound of the doctors voice caught the groups attention. "Don't worry she's fine." He sensed the tension in the air and decided to give them something to ease their worries.

At his words the group all let out a big sigh of relief. "Symones very strong. This type of wound should have killed her, but it seems she wasn't quite ready to go." He chuckled.

"She's in recovery now; you all may go see her if you'd like." The group all headed straight towards her room once they got the room number.

"It stinks in here. Like truly bad." Saint heard as the group headed into the room. "Omg is that my beloved friends!" Ivy dramatically gasped.

The group laughed at her behavior all glad to know she's still Ivy. "Bitch ain't shit sweet. Why you go on a suicide mission." Slim frowned remembering the escaped plan.

"Ohhh. About that...." Ivy made a yikes face. She knew her friends would be mad especially saint. "Ivy why you ain't just tell us what was going down?" Red questioned.

"I knew sb had to stay behind and I knew saint wasn't going to let me so I snuck and did it. Also because the boys would've took over and not told us anything." Ivy rolled her eyes at the last part.

The girls chuckled cause they knew it was true. The boys acted as if the girls have never killed before and weren't literally mentally ill.

They treated them like fragile dolls. Especially saint.

"You still coulda told us." Squeeze shook his head. "But we are happy you're here!!!" Slim and red went and hugged her.

"Thank you guyssss." Ivy smiled.

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Ivy sat on saints bed playing with her fingers nervously. After she was released from the hospital she returned to saints newly purchased home with him.

He hadn't said a word since the helicopter encounter. This made ivy anxious. She truly truly missed her lover and for him to not be speaking to her really hurt her feelings.

"Bubby?.." ivy called cautiously. Saint glanced up from his sketch and over towards ivy telling her to continue. "Uhm..a-are you mad at me.." Ivy was literally scared shitless for some reason and she couldn't help stuttering.

"What?" Saint stopped and turned to face her. Ivy could barely be heard when she spoke so he had no idea what she was saying.

Saint then took the time to observe symone. She sat on his bed farthest away from him. Her eyes were focused on her hands as she fiddled with them.

Saint knew Ivy well enough to know something was wrong. He sucked his teeth realizing that she wasn't going to answer him truthfully without a fight.

"Comere Symone." At the sound of her government name being called Ivy's head quickly snapped up. She listened to saints command and hesitatingly walked towards him.

She stopped a good ways away from him. Saint furrowed his brows at her behavior. "What's wrong ma?" Saint asked pulling her in between his legs.

"Are you m-mad at me?" Ivy asked quietly while holding back tears. Saint was confused as to why he'd be mad. "No love. Why you say that."

"You haven't said anything to me and Ik I was wrong for not telling y'all. But Bubby I really really was only trying to do what was best." Symone said through her tears. Saint cursed himself for not sensing her distress earlier.

He should've known ivy would feel a typa way about him not saying anything. He had at first been mad ash, but his anger was short lived.

Firstly because he couldn't stay mad at Ivy for very long. Secondly he knew she meant no harm. Ivy truly was working from a place of love and he couldn't be mad at her for it.

"Look at me princess." Kai instructed. Ivy listened raising her head to make eye contact with him.

"I'm not mad at you baby. At first I was, but I understand you were coming from a place of love and that you meant no harm." He explained making sure to keep eye contact with her.

He wanted her to know for a fact that he wasn't mad. "Why weren't you talking to me then?" Symone wiped her tears. "I just aint in a talkative mood mama." He pushed her hair out her face.

"O-oh I'm sorry for making you talk to me." Symone had now felt bad for making him talk to her. "Don't be sorry baby. If you gotta problem I want you to always feel comfortable addressing it." He pulled her down onto his lap.

"Ok." She relaxed into his lap laying her head on his shoulder. He welcomed her embrace wrapping his arms around her waist.

"I love you princess."

"I love you bubby."

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The End.

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