Dysfunctional Love (August Alsina)

Mystery Admirer❤

Jayce POV

*2 Days Later In Chyna's Room*

"Well I'm happy to say that her health has been progressing well she is now able to breath on her own." Dr Michelle said.

"That's great." I tried to seem enthused but that still didn't mean she'll wake up anytime soon.

Dr. Michelle patted my back. "I know it doesn't seem much to you but its a great deal for Chyna. We have patients in and out everyday with comas. It may take a while but with her already experiencing this before it may not take as long as before. Just give it time. Ok.?"

"Yeah sure." I small smiled.

She pulled me into this awkward hug then pulled away. A slight tear crept from my eye. Hard to admit but I really needed that hug.

She began changing chyna's IV.

I glanced around the room noticing all the get well cards and other stuff she's been receiving. But something caught my attention.

"I don't remember this." I said more to my self.

I walked over to the table picking up a stuffed clown and a card. Chyna's terrified of clowns. I opened the card.

"Hope you get better sweet cheeks. . . See you soon❤."

"Sweet cheeks?" I questioned.

I searched for a signature but there wasn't one. Not only that there were more anonymous cards and stuffed animals.

Then there was a gift bag. I opened it to see a skin tight kind of tattered dress. I dropped it back in the bag.

Dr. Michelle was just leaving the room.

"Excuse me Dr."

"Michelle." She smiled.

"Yeah would you happen to know who's been sending Chyna these gifts and other things."

"No not that I know of. No one gets past here unless they sign in at the front desk."

"Ok can I see the sign in board?"

"Sure right this way."

She leaded me to the front desk.

"Leah may I see the sign in sheet for room 9998."

"Yes just a sec." She fumbled through some paper work.

"Here ya go." She handed it to her.

"Thank you."

"No problem."

"Calling to Dr. Michelle we have an emergency in room 88." Her radio beeped.

"10/4 I'm on my way." She replied.

"Will this help?" She asked me

"Yes thank you." I said glancing at the paper.

"Your welcome I have to go now duty calls." She smiled.

I nodded then walked back to chyna's room and grabbed a chair and sat beside her.

I looked at list the only people that were on there were me Chris and some old lady that chyna met at the library.

Who could it be? August doesn't even know where Chyna is and chyna doesn't have any friends besides me that old lady and her cat. . . that accidentally ran away yesterday. And I surely couldn't be the man she met at the mall.

I glanced at Chyna. "Is there something you aren't telling me?" She has so many secrets locked up inside of her I lost track of count.

I was drawn from my thoughts by my phone vibrating. I had 4 missed calls from 2 separate unknown numbers. One only called once. Maybe the one that called the most was August. Then again maybe it was . . .Romeo.

I really didn't have the patience to hold a conversation with Romeo.

I did enie minnie minie moe took a deep breath then decided to call the first one.

*Phone Rings*

"Hello?"

"Yeah who is this."

"You forgot me that fast.?" He chuckled.

"Hi Romeo." -.-

"Wassup how ya been?" He asked casually.

"Fine."

"Cool."

*phone silent*

I face palmed my forehead. He can't even hold a simple convo. -.-

"Umm I'll call you later something came up."

I hung up before he could reply.

"Well that was nice." I said sarcastically.

I dialed the other number.

*phone rings*. . . . . . . .

"Hello." Female voice.

"Umm hi is this August number?"

"Who wants to know?"

"Me who is this?"

"Sabrina his girlfriend now who are you."

"Bebeh who dat?" *Background*

"Nobody baby get back in the shower."

"Look can you tell him to call me back its important. . . Hello?"

"Who dis?"

"Jayce is this August?" I asked annoyed.

"Yeah wassup?"

"We needa talk."

"About?"

"Rather we talked in person are you still in town.?"

*phone silent*

"Aug.?"

"Where you at man?"

"Umm meet me at the hookah bar on 17th street."

"Ight."

*Line Clicks*

I grabbed my purse and phone. Kissed Chyna's forehead then left the room.

"Leaving early today?" The nurse at the front desk asked.

"I'll be back." I said getting on the elevator.

My stomach started to twist at the thought of meeting up with him.

I hope this goes well. . . . .