The King Brothers [BoyxBoy]

26. Cedric

"So what you wanna do for our birthday?" I sit up in my bed, still connected to IVs. Zeph sits next to the bed on the small couch on his phone.

"Umm our birthday was yesterday." I say, sighing.

"So? We celebrating when they let you go anyway, so it don't matter." He says. I chuckle lightly and I maneuver around to get comfortable. I haven't ween TJ since that day, I fell. Haven't gotten any calls or text from him either. I haven't asked Zeph about him because I know he probably hates him.

"So, umm..." I begin, sitting up in the bed.

"Wassup?" He asks, looking up. I look around the room, trying to piece the words of my next sentence carefully.

"So, you heard from TJ lately?" I ask. Fiddling with my fingernails.

Zeph locks his fingers together and starts bouncing his knee. I know he's nervous about talking me something, because I do that when I get ready to tell a lie.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"Umm about that. He's umm...-"

"Cedric, get dressed you're going hime!" The doctor comes in and shouts.

"Yes!" I scream in relief. I can finally see my baby after all this time.

The nurses follow in behind him and gently take out my IVs and bandage my wrists. They take the little sticker things off of my chest that connect me to the EKG. I don't know nor do I care what they are called. They put my folded clothes on my bed, and leave the room.

The doctor stays and reads his clipboard. "Your mother already confirmed your discharges. You are free to go. Get changed and I'll see you around.... Wait!" He laughs. "Scratch that, I better not see you around anymore. No more falling!" He point and jokes. Which isn't funny but whatever I just wanna go home.

Zeph helps me out of the bed, and I slip off my gown and I'm only wearing underwear and socks. Zeph looks examines me.

"Bro, you lost hella weight." He says. I look down at my skinny body and up at his somewhat muscular self.

"Fuck you, I haven't eaten in two months." I say, grabbing my shirt and sweats they had laid out for me. I put on the shirt and it hangs off of me like a dress, and I slip on the pants and they sag off my ass. I grab myself, and realize my butt didn't shrink at all, but it got bigger.

"Nigga what is you doing?" Zeph asks.

"Feeling my ass cheeks, what it look like?" I say laughing. I wobble over to the wheelchair and I plop down in it.

"You ready bruh?" Zeph asks. I nod and he rolls me to the lobby. After we check me out, he takes me out to his car and helps me in. He sticks the wheelchair on the back of the car and gets in.

"So you finally got it back?" I ask him. As he shuts the door.

"Yup! A couple weeks ago I threatened to make Donyelle tell the press that Isadore had sex with her. And he was right where I had him. So he gave me my ride back." He explains.

"What the fuck.. " I say.

"I know right. She wasn't gonna go along with it though, but Isadore didn't know that."

"I need to get back to school. And work on my grades." I say, nervously.

"Dude we already got accepted, so technically we don't have to do no more work." He laughs.

"Whatever. I still wanna go back eventually. Graduation is in two months bruh! I can't wait." I say clapping my hands. He starts the car and drives out of the parking lot.