Try Me

Chapter seven

"Marble, I really think you should take yo ass to the hospital," Khalan mumbled, rubbing his hand up and down the girl's back. Marbell is currently hunched over the toilet, letting out all that she has eaten so far today.

She's been sick for about a month and a half now, and her two male friends are starting to think that she is pregnant for real.

"I'm not going to the fucki—" She couldn't even finish her sentence because the throw-up was crawling up her throat again. Khalan shook his head, annoyed at her for denying help. "And you sure you not pregnant?" Arian questioned her from the hallway. As much as he loved Marbell, he refused to see her throw up.

"I ain't fucking pregnant! I took a test two times damn," she yelled annoyed.

Arian and Khalan looked at each other, then shrugged their shoulders. They didn't know what to do if she didn't want to allow them to help her. They understood she has a fear of hospitals, but this is just outrageous.

"Marbell, bruh... sometimes those shits be false; take yo ass to the hospital," Khalan said with more bass in his tone, letting Marbell know that he wasn't fucking around anymore. Marbell stood up, flushed the toilet, then went to rinse out her mouth in the sink. Once she was done, she pushed Khalan out of the way to go sit on his bed.

"I said I ain't going!"

Arian looked between the two as they argued over this. It's been like this for the past week, and Arian preferred to stay out of it.

"I don't give a fuck what you saying, you're going to get your ass up, put on your shoes then make your way out of this house and to the car. Come on, get up now."

"Kha—"

"Nah, get up now."

"Nigga, you talking like you somebody daddy."

In the end, Marbell gave in to going to the hospital to get checked up. She told them about the pains in her stomach, throwing up, nausea, and fatigue. All clear signs of pregnancy, but "she's not pregnant?" Khalan asked in shock. Marbell sighed and relaxed on the table. Khalan mugged the doctor mad because he knew something wasn't right and he knew the doctor was half-assing his job.

"Well the result came ba-"

"We can't do an ultrasound or nothing?"

"We don't want to waste time."

Khalan looked over to Marbell then back at the doctor, "...So you telling me there's nothing wrong with her?" He scrunched his face up. The doctor shrugged his shoulders, and gave a tight lipped smile,  "it's probably a minor cold, she should bounce back."

"Probably? My nigga, don't be playing guessing games."

"Khalan! Stop it. It's nothing wrong. Let's just leave now."  Marbell got off of the bed and started putting back on her coat and grabbing her bag. Khalan didn't believe it though. He didn't want to budge.

"Come on man, let's leave," Arian suggested also. They both know how Khalan is and they also know that he was just a few seconds away from swinging. They all knew the doctor was a tad bit unprofessional. The doctor was very dismissive and rushed half of the things he asked or did.

"I ain't like his fuck ass attitude, stupid, dumb, bitch. He better be lucky I ain't throw that damn laptop at his head," Khalan cussed out the man while they walked to the car.

"I swear I'm fine! I'm starting to feel better now anyways."

"Okay, but I still don't give a fuck, his attitude was stank."
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It seems like the world is just against Khalan today. He was having the worst day. First with Marbell, then he had to get a tire change that cost $350 because ole girl from the other day slashed it after he ghosted her. He saw Chris in a store today, and he started shit with Khalan. They ended up fighting, and now Khalan is arguing with Taija because Chris went back and told her. Of course, she's taking her baby's side.