Chapter Nineteen

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ZY POV

I can't sleep. I can't eat. I need to know if Kreative is okay or not. I pressed the blue button on the remote.

"Yes sir", a nurse said as she entered the room.

"I got somebody I'm tryna see and Ian even injured. The bullet just grazed my shoulder so what time can I leave"?

"Let me go see what's taking them so long to discharge you", she said leaving the room.

"Man fuck this", I said smacking my lips and leaving to find Kreative's room.

I approached the front desk where nobody was sitting. I took the top clipboard and started searching for her name.

After about 5 minutes, I found her room. I opened her door silently just in case she was sleeping.

"I don't need anything thank you", she said without even turning around.

"Babygirl", i said and she turned around.

"No get out. I don't want you to see me like this", she said pulling her blanket over her head.

"I've seen your shit before the doctors cleaned it up. Yo shit looked way worse before this", i said slowly pulling the blanket down.

"What happened to your arm"? she asked.

"It's cool".

"Oh, you were there to"?

"I carried you out babygirl".

"Please tell me what happened. The boys won't tell me anything".

I looked in her eyes and there was no way I could lie to her about what happened. Being kidnapped is something that's going to take a big part of her to heal from. She might not ever heal from it. The least I can do is tell her the truth to help her.


KASH POV

"Are you okay"? Sky asked as I finished putting my clothes on.

"I'm straight".

"We can talk about it if you want to".

I took a deep breath.

"I don't wanna talk about my brothers getting shot and my sister getting kidnapped". I said with an attitude

"I'm just tryna help", she looked down.

"Well stop trying. If I wanted to talk about it, I would come to you", I said as I grabbed my keys to go meet Dre at the prison.

I wasn't ready to see my dad. He ain't been around since I was a baby fr.


SKYLAR POV

I sat on the bathroom floor and cried. I don't know how much I can take. He won't take his medicine and I cannot keep dealing with this.

I need a partner who knows how to communicate. All we do is fight.

I've heard everything I feel, the babies feel and if that's true, I don't want them to feel like this.

I don't know what I was thinking. Thinking this would work, thinking this would make him want me. Choose me. I feel so dumb. He never loved me from the beginning.

I began crying 3 times harder. I know leaving him in this bad time would be horrible but do I just stick around and allow him to treat me like shit while I'm carrying his babies?

I put my shoes on to go back to the hospital so that I can see Kreative. I just couldn't go the first time. I was afraid of what she might look like or how bad a condition she was in. But I know being alone right now is not good for her. She needs somebody there. Somebody to talk to and she knows she can trust.


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