Malachi POV:
Ever since Tuesday I've been thinking about this hospital trip. It's finally the weekend so I decided that after I was done making deliveries I would go see Izzy in the hospital. I tried calling Amari to see if she wanted to go with me, but she didn't answer. I finished quicker than I thought I would so I sent a quick message on Telegram letting everyone know I was closed for a bit.
Walking up to the hospital sent a chill down my spine.
"I hate hospitals." I mumble to myself as I walk in the doors. The last time I was here was when my pops died. People who go into hospitals rarely ever make it out around here."Hello my dear how can I help you?" The old lady smiling behind the counter asks me.
"Uhh..I- um" I freeze up. I feel like a little kid again. I think about turning around when she speaks up.
"Do you have an appointment or are you here to see someone?"
I take a deep breath and gather my thoughts "I'm visiting."
"Okay what's their name?"
"Isaiah Waterson." I exhale and she types his name into the computer. She takes out a pen and a sticky note and writes something on it.
"He's on the 3rd floor room 32 sugar." She points to the door behind her "Go through these doors to the elevator, up to the third floor and go through the doors on your right hand side."
"Thank you so much." I say as I walk away from the desk. I follow her directions and end up outside of room 21. I start to walk slower.
What am I doing here? We're going to fight. He wouldn't try to fight me he has no energy. I can't argue with a man in a hospital bed. I think to myself walking down the hallway and looking at the door numbers.
3-26.
3-30.
3-31.
3-32. I stand in front of the door for a minute. Should I turn around? Nah we've made it this far. I knock."Come in." The voice from the other side of the door answers to the knock.
I hesitate for a bit and then open the door.
"Yo." I say peeking my head through the door. He kisses his teeth as I walk through the door.
"The fuck are you doing here Meechie?"
"Happy to see you too pendejo." I grumble. I hate he can be so dayroom at times.
"Alana told me what happened. What the fuck were you thinking." I say trying not to get irritated too quickly and sit on the doctor's chair.
"I thought I was going to get top maybe some pussy." He shrugs his shoulders.
"Izzy I'm serious nigga why would you walk around without a chop, in East New York at that?"
He ignores my question so I continue with my train of thought.
"Mir made a song." I say
"Good for fucking him. That shit was probably trash anyway."
"You want to listen to it?"
"Yeah fuck it I need a good laugh." He shrugs his good shoulder
I take out my phone and type in the name of the song. It starts to play out loud and I look at Isaiah's face to gauge his reaction.
"He's gotten better at rapping. Always remember you got sliced for a bitch. You know that was a shot at you not me right." He says looking at me. He knows that the last time either of us had an encounter with Jamir was the last time Alana cheated on me. I ended getting cut up trying to fight for my relationship.
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New Girl
Teen Fiction"Chicago meet Flatbush, New York." My mom tells me as we take a taxi into our new lives. Amari Greene is a hot head who stands up for herself but promised her mom when they moved that she wouldn't fight anymore. So what happens when she moves schoo...