Love Yours

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Pookie

"Jordan Alexander Brown" I said to the lady at the front desk.

"Room 315"

"Thank you" I ran down the hall and pressed the button waiting for the elevator to come which was taking a mighty long time. "Man fuck this ima take the stairs" I ran up the stairs all the way to the third floor running through the hall searching for Jordan hospital room. I finally saw it and stop infront of the door hesitating to open the door. I turned the door knob and opened the door and everyone that was in the room looked at me. I looked at Jordan in the hospital bed sleep and seeing how damage he was. My lips quivered and I began to cry. "Jordan...."

"Come here baby gurl" Jordan dad said giving me a hug as I cried on his chest.

"This is my fault I should of never kicked him out this would of never happened" I said crying harder.

"Shhhh calm down its not your fault ok just let it all out" he said as he rubbed my back.

"Pookie it isn't yo fault ok sis don't blame yo self fo this" I heard Ace voice. After a few seconds of crying I let go of Jordan dad and wiped my face.

"Sorry I ain't-"

"It's alright it'll dry now gon see him it's alright" I slowly walked up to him and gently held his hand as he was out conscious sleeping. I tear fell down as I looked at him. I rubbed my thumb on the back of his hand.

"Baby I'm sorry I ain't....I didn't mean for any of this to happen. It's my fault you got in a car accident. I should of listened but I didn't instead I kicked you out and now your here in this place. Jordan...I...I love you with all my heart. Ion want this to end ion want us to end I still need you just please don't leave me"

"I won't" he mumbled slightly closing his hand holding mines. He turned ova to me smiling. I smiled back as tears fell down. "Stop blaming yo self for this...ok" I nodded my head agreeing.

"JB you ight you feeling good"

"Yea I'm good pops wea's ma"

"I called ha she ain't pick up the phone I guess she's still mad at me" I looked ova at him and he looked depressed and sad. I can tell he still loves Jasmine and doesn't wanna leave her. "Uh ima step out fo a sec and see if I can reach her" he walked out closing the door and the room went silent for a while.

"Anyway wassuh boy" Ace said as Joc, Jarrett, and Monty was behind him.

"Hey y'all but I'm in real good pain right nah" he said grunting as he tried to sit up.

"Baby stay down ion want non to hurt even more your damaged enough" I said and he layed back down.

"They said the accident was bad. They had to cut you out the car and when you came to the hospital they rushed you straight to the operation room" Monty said.

"What they did surgery on" I asked curiously

"His spinal cord and his leg and I hate to break it to ya but they said you might not have a chance to play basketball and football this year for the whole season until yo back and leg is healed enough for you to play so they gon have you doing therapy"

Jordan was quiet after he heard that and I knew he was heart broken.

"Your joking right you gotta be joking" he slightly laughing as his voice cracked.

"Nah bro he's serious" Joc said. Jordan started shedding tears.

"Jordan you ight" King said busting threw the door with Isaiah in his arms and Hazel next to him.

"Big bwotha why you cry" Isaiah said looking sad as he saw him. He got out of King arms and got onto Jordan hospital bed and gently hug him knowing hoe hurt he is. "Don't cry big bwotha don't cry"

"He can't play with us during the season until he's back and leg is healed properly" Joc said looking down.

"Brooo....Damn....Ion think I can take this and he's so fucking damaged right nah ima get the nigga the crashed my brotha one way or anotha"

"King no you not cause you gon end up cursing the nigga out with yo hands you got band in to many places nah and we don't need this place to be anotha" Hazel said.

"Damn ight...can I atleast-"

"No you not gon burn the person house down now sit yo ass down"

"Maaan"

"Hey Pookie you doing alright" Hazel asked

"Yea how's the baby doing"

"She's good can't wait till she get here"

"Ain't no ha bih we having a boy fuck you mean"

"Boy watch yo damn mouth" Jasmine Jordan ma said coming in. "You alright baby" Jordan just shook his head while he held a sleeping Isaiah in his arms.

"Nah I'm damaged pretty badly I can't play for the season this year until my back and leg is properly healed." He said heart broken.

"Aww baby it's ok don't feel bad"

"Why ma you know I love playing basketball and football with a passion how ima not feel bad Huh" his voice started to get louder.

"Oh bitch shit fin go down today" King said laughing.

"Loose that tone lil boy remember I'm still yo mother"

"What tone ion even got a damn tone all I'm saying is how I feel"

"Baby calm down" I said rubbing his hand.

"No Pookie I'm not fin calm down ion even know why you jumping in this ain't yo damn problem this between me and motha so fuck off ok" I looked at him sadly cause I ain't do nothing wrong for him to get at me.

"All I was doing was trying to help and calm yo crazy ass down"

"My crazy ass fin jump out this hospital bed and beat the shit outta you shut the fuck up go suck a nigga dick you a dirty ass hoe anyways selling yo pussy to these dirty ass niggas"

"Aye bro that's yo gurl yo ass talking to" King said getting up

"Fuck Ha she ain't shit"

"Yea I ain't shit alright but a bitch been holding you down since day one but I ain't shit huh ight bye Jordan" I left out the room with tears streaming I really can't believe he actually said that knowing damn well it was gon hurt me.

"Pookie what's wrong" I ignored Jordan pops question and kept walking. I walked out the hospital got in my car and drove home right now I really can't handle this.