Jasmine POV
I went to my doctor first thing Saturday. I have three mosquito bites and I need some cream because I'm a highly allergic and my legs swell up. Paul was with me.
"Hello, Jasmine. More cream?"
"Yes, Lawd. Boy, I need some pain meds. My back be killing me. I think its a severe condition." I said.
"You fell off the bed." Paul reminded me.
"Boy, hush up. This is black people problems. White people don't get arthritis. We do."
"My grandmother has it."
"Can you please excuse yourself from the situation. Like, oh my hot sauce on my panini!"
"Jasmine, what the fuck are you talking about?" Paul laughed,
"Pedestrian ass mother fuckers."
The Doc handed me two tubes full of creams and two fat bottles of pills.
"Oxycodones. Helps relives pain in twenty minutes. I use them when I get headaches. It'll put you to sleep too."
"Thank you." I said putting the stuff in my purse. I put on my shades and we walked out.
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I know I ain't crazy. I know damn well, I put my lipgloss on my nightstand. Oh well, I will find it soon. Now, I got to worry about Zayne. Tonight I wanna go out and hopefully, she'll come. If she wakes up. She's been sleep for nearly two hours.
Suddenly, after minutes of banging on her door, she opened up. She has bags under her eyes.
"Zayne, what's wrong?"
"I can't sleep, Jasmine. For the past week, I've been up all night and getting maybe two hours of sleep. I don't know what's wrong with me. I-"
Zayne fell to her knees and I backed up. That'll look nasty to an outsider. She laid on the carpet. I called Daddy and Mommy loudly.
"Oh my, Zayne?!" Mommy screamed.
Daddy presses two fingers to her neck he gasped.
"Call Murphy. Now!" Daddy yelled.
"Who the fuck is Murphy?" I frowned. "Eddie?"
Daddy ignored me and Letty came back upstairs maybe ten minutes later with a black guy. He had a huge suitcase with him. He took out an oxygen tank and hook the mask to her face. He pressed her neck again.
"Talk to her! It helps!" Murphy yelled.
Daddy softly began talking to her while Murphy did CPR. After five minutes Zayne eyes opened and she gasped. Murphy sat back. She tried to take the mask off but Murphy stopped her.
"Keep it on for at least an hour."
Zayne hand dropped and her chest rises and falls then rises and falls. She alive. I nearly witnessed my sister die. What the fuck is life, brah? For once, I wasn't smiling and joking. That's horrible. Without Zayne...who would we be? Just siblings with nothing to hold is together. Zayne is who holds us as one.
After a while, Murphy takes Zay in her room and takes off her mask. He talks to her privately and comes back out. He went in his suitcase and comes out with a package.
"What's that?" I asked.
"From the looks of it, Zayne is sick. I'm not talking about the flu or fever. This is a very rare portable X-Ray. I'm gonna see what going on in her brain."
He walked in Zay room and closed the door. We all waited.
"Jasmine, what happened?" Mommy asked.
"I knocked on her door to see if she was feeling up for the club she came out, looked awful and told me for the past week, she couldn't sleep. Up all night and two hours a sleep a day." I answered
Murphy came back out. "Zayne...has Zayne been sleepy lately?"
"No." Brandon answered.
"Well, Zayne has insomnia. She hasn't slept in days. Now, I gave her these pills that'll help her sleep. If it don't work in the next few days, we'll try a strong dosage."
While they stood outside her door, I went in to talk to her.
"No jokes?" Zayne asked weakly.
"You'll hear them soon. Not now."
As a kid, Zayne and I would tend to sleep together. Mainly because I was the oldest and I made them feel protected. And Zayne came and slept with me a lot. Usually during her nightmare episodes. What I just saw, was a nightmare. And now, she's more mature and taller than me, she feels older. So I need her to protect me.
I climbed in bed next to her and curled up on my side. I snuggled deeper into her.
"I thought I was dead. Until I heard Daddy telling me about his favorite basketball team. Weird but I clawed back to him. I thought maybe, I passed out but when I saw and heard you non joking and loud, I knew it was serious." Zayne said.
I kissed her cheek and we drifted off, I guess, meds helping her.
-yo yo yo.....
-my mom got tite because I was singing SAUSAGE . like Zamnnn Gina !
-I crack myself up bro .
-ChunkyMonkey
