SPECIAL AFFAIR: EIGHT "ME & MR. JONES" 𓐦𓐦𓐦𓐦𓐦𓐦𓐦𓐦𓐦𓐦𓐦𓐦𓐦𓐦
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"But it just hurts so much when it ain't workin' out 'Cause I don't want nobody, nobody else but you And I used to be on my replacin' shit I would switch a nigga out so damn quick If he ain't gettin' with my shit But it just ain't like that with you"
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𓊈 TATUM DEJA SPRINGS 𓊉 "TATE"
"Tate, I gotta pee-pee" Junior announced lowly after waking up from his nap in my lap, making me pick my chin up from the palm of my hand. I sat up straight in the hospital chair, looking down at him. "You wanna use the bathroom in here?"
He shook his head quickly, staying put in my lap. "It's scary"
I nodded slowly in response before glancing into the doorway to ensure Lou and Shy were still standing there. "Go to the door and ask Uncle Lou to take you to the one down the hall ." I suggested, watching him pop down quickly before running over and pulling on Lou's t-shirt.
My ringing phone cut into me watching the two, a low sigh leaving my lips as I put it up to my ear. "Hey, Nima"
"Hey Tate, what the doctors say?"
Glancing over in Douda's direction, I put my attention on the floor before I got too carried away examining him. "They're going to take him out of the induced coma in three days. So they have to give him medicine while he's under to keep his blood pressure from getting too low. I don't know what's going to happen when he wakes up."
"He only hurt his head?"
I shook my head as if she could see me, "His right ankle is broken, like half of his bones in his other foot are shattered. His left leg is fractured and so is his left arm." I listed the injuries off memory, leaning back into my chair once I felt myself getting tense. "They said his feet broke his fall, if he landed any other way and it would've been way worse."
"Jesus, Douda" She mumbled, sighing on her end of her call. "Are they doing a 72 hour hold when he wakes up?"
"I doubt it, I'on know what they do for suicide attempts here but they probably gonna restrain him and keep him here at the hospital if they that worried."
"Where's Junebug? He giving you a hard time? I sent Nardo to come pick him up."
I looked up into the doorway, seeing that it was only Shy standing there with his phone to his ear now. "Lou just took him to the bathroom, but he's been good. He keep asking me when Douda gonna get up, I think he worried."
