My Best Kept Secret (MBFF Sequel)

Chapter 11

Tito

As I made my way into Hermione's room I couldn't help but walk with pride. I was so happy to know she was awake and doing better for herself. "Tito!" She almost screamed as I walked into her room. "Hermione, you're looking good." I said as she sat up to smile at me. "Thank you, how have you been?" She asked as I pulled a chair up to her bed. "I'm good. Angel left me but, I'm better off without her. I thought I wanted to be with her but she wasn't what I thought she was." I told her. It wasn't like I was actually in love with Angel to begin with.

"Less about me, how are you feeling?" I asked trying to get away from the Angel subject. "Honestly?" She asked scrunching up her nose and squenting her eyes. I nodded so she would know I meant for her to continue. "Well, I am beyond stress the fuck out!" She exasperated as her shoulders dropped from the stress. "Do you want to talk about it or no?" I asked. I didn't want her to think she had to tell me anything she didn't want to. "I want to but I don't want you to tell anyone. I'm embarressed about it but I need to get your opinion on something. I got Cortez to tell me what he thought about this something but I need to know what you think as well." She explained.

I was confused but willing to do whatever she needs because she is a really good friend to me. "I gotchu. You know I won't tell anyone anything because it's not my business. So spit it out." I told her. She took a big deep breath before turning to look at me. "Okay when I was in my coma I had a dream. The dream was about all of us. Angel got pregnant and left you with your baby Grace, Cortez got married to his girlfriend and they had a baby, Oscar and I got pregnant and had a baby girl named Gabby. Oscar left the gang when we found out we were having a baby and we even moved away from Freeridge to keep our daughter safe. After Gabby turned three he left us for a woman and went back to the gang. I got you to come watch Gabby while I went to go find Oscar, I died on my way home." She was almost freaking out by the end of everything.

"Okay so what is your big dilemma? A coma dream is what it is, a dream." I told her trying to calm her down. "Oscar asked me to tell him about my coma dream but I don't know if I should tell him about it or not. Some people believe that dreams are what we want to happen in the future. Some believe it's just a jumbled up mess of thoughts, movies, and lyrics from songs they listened to. Should I tell him or not? I don't want him to think I'm crazy." She was trying to explain everything all in one go. "I think you sould tell him, if he freaks out then he's being childish. But I can also tell you that he was completely distrought while you were in that coma. He refused to talk to anyone but Cortez for weeks, he blamed himself and probably still does. Not to mention how he just because this shell of Oscar, it was like he hated the world and everything in it until you woke up." I said as one of Hermione's nurses walked into the room. "Okay sugar pies, I hate to break up this conversation but it's time for Hermione to have her bath." The nurse said with a smile. "Well, when you're done with Hermione's why don't you let me give you one of those baths." I flirted as the nurse's cheeks turned a bright shade of red. "Tito, quit harassing my nurses with your delusional fantasies and get out of here!" Mione spoke louder than normal, making me look at her in embarrassment.

Hermione

After my bath, Abuelita had decided to come sit with me for the last little bit of visiting hours for the day. She told me all about her life in Brentwood with her friend. How she was so happy to finally be able to meet Oscar properly. "How was he? And please don't tell me a lie. I know you want to comfort me while I'm in this hospital but I need to know the truth." I practically begged. Abuelita took a deep breath as she slowly dropped her head shaking it back and forth. Once her eyes locked with mine I could feel everything she was going to say rush through me. "You don't need to worry about Oscar right now mija." She spoke in almost a whisper.

"I need to know." I stated so she knew I wasn't going to give in easily. "Mija, that man has been in complete shambles. He blames himself. Cortez says he doesn't eat like he's supposed to anymore. He doesn't speak unless it's absolutely necessary. After he took you to the hospital he wouldn't do anything. He laid in bed for days, one meal a day, wearing the same clothes covered in your blood, and screamed in his sleep when he did sleep. Cortez stayed with me because it was so bad. Hermione, he gave up hope you would pull through this. He doesn't care about anything but Cortez and you. He made sure Cortez was taken care of but anything other than that, out the window. That was until he threw himself into his gang but that didn't last long thanks to Tito." Abuelita dumped everything on me like a sack of bricks. I was left sitting up in my hospital bed for hours thinking about her words. Oscar really was the shell of the man I loved. He wasn't going to be the same Oscar I loved.