As DuBuis was heading back to Luci's hospital room with coffee from the basement cafeteria for himself and Spencer he saw his cousin Bullet stomping mad as all hell from Nicole's own hospital room.
What did that asshole want now ? , he thought to himself as he shook his head.
Bullet saw his cousin standing and gaping at him like he didn't have any sense in his head. He stepped over to the tall muscled Black man and spit out nastily , " What you want , Dr. Tom ? What you staring at ? You probably the one set her up with that skinny White thing in there. That's your type right ? He look like one of you. That's what she gets. Where your so called man at ? I heard he running for some damn office now. " Then he laughed hard and grabbed one of the coffee cups to take a long deep sip. " Oh , wait ..... I forget..... his running days over with now."
DuBuis said roughly , " Fuck off , Bullet. Before I kick your ass like when we were kids back in the day. Hell , even , Faith kicked your ass back then and she was just a kid. Oh , and you owe me $3.20 for that flat white you just drank. "
Bullet glared at his cousin. Then he grabbed the other one and drank that too. " Put it on my tab. Punk ass bitch. Oh , I heard that thing Sylvia dropped on you got shot too. No big deal. Freak of nature anyway. "
DuBuis saw red and for a second he couldn't remember if he had taken his bipolar medicine that day. Or his high blood pressure meds for that matter. He thought he had but with all the shit going down lately who even knew anymore ? He didn't really care. Suddenly all he wanted to do at that moment in time was punch this smirking bastard right in his face. And , keep on punching.
He stepped closer to his cousin who arrogantly stared him down. Bullet's glare dared him to touch him and his hand slipped into the pocket of his black leather jacket.
Then , all of a sudden , they both heard a loud piercingly heartbreaking scream from down the hallway , forcing them to turn around in near unison to see Mark Mullins running out of Susan's hospital room with a doctor right behind him.
Mark kicked at a nearby trash can until it fell over spilling empty coffee cups and paper onto the cold tiled floor. He ran his hands down his anguished face as he screamed again.
DuBuis forgot about his idiot cousin and anything else as he took off running towards his friend.
" Mark , " he said urgently as he grabbed Mark by the arms and stared at him. " What happened ? Is she okay ? Spence ? " Then he glanced at the doctor , saying , " What happened ? "
The doctor sighed and wearily replied , " Mr. Mullins is a little emotional right now......"
Mark turned to the doctor in much fury. " Emotional ! Buis , this dickhead just told me..... he said .... Susan is fine.... She's fine..... Tell him that , Buis. You're a doctor. Tell him that ! "
DuBuis asked the doctor , " What did you tell my friend ? And , yes , I am a doctor so do not dumb it down. "
The doctor responded briskly , " We have done a series of neurological tests. We tested Mrs. Mullins' reactions to light and pain as well as her gag reflex. These reflexes were absent. As you know , doctor , that could indicate severe brain damage. We did all this yesterday. Today we did similar testing and have concluded that unfortunately the patient is indeed brain dead. There is no brain activity and she can not breathe on her own. I was asking Mr. Mullins if his wife was an organ donor. "
DuBuis was devastated and speechless. He looked back at Mark whose own eyes were still staring at him. Mark's eyes were begging him to help him , help Susan , help Spence. Change everything. Turn back the clock. And , DuBuis silently cried , he couldn't.
" God , Lord , Mark , " DuBuis said softly as he wrapped his arms around his friend's now trembling body. " I'm so sorry. Spencer and I will always be here for you and Spence. Forever. I'm so sorry , man. Bro , I'm so sorry. "
" No , " Mark pleaded as his hands clung tightly to his friend's shoulders. " No ! She's breathing. She's got a heartbeat. I heard it. That man is wrong ! I want her out of this hospital. I want her at St. Paul's. GWU. Georgetown. Anywhere..... Anywhere..... Help me..... Someone help me.... please... Susan..... please..... "
Spencer wheeled himself down the hallway with his eyes locked on Mark and DuBuis as Theodore with Miracle and Sol stood in Luci's hospital room doorway. Then Spencer stopped moving and his head lowered slightly. In his head he thought only one thing.
Why was he spared but not Susan ? Why ?
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ODDS OF LOVE : SEASON 15
General FictionThe ongoing original soap opera about the disabled math genius and former professor Dr. Spencer Norland - Lane , his doctor husband DuBuis Lane and their assorted family , friends and enemies in the Washington D.C. Metropolitan area. Diverse. Mult...