Greed (Urban)

Chapter Seventeen

"Jamill !" 

"Yes , Fallon. Shit what time is it ?" I heard him mumble. 

"Come here ! " I sobbed. 

When he realized I was crying he walked faster , he groaned in pain but that didn't stop him. 

I pulled on the nurse string harder and harder. Jamill finally made it to the bathroom door and opened it with a shocked look upon his face. He stood there lost, like he didn't know what to do ?

"Help me please" I said crying and laying my head against the ground. He ran into the bathroom crashing his I.V pole into the wall. He looked like he was in hella pain but I guess he ignored it because he was worrying about me.

"Fallon , wha- Are yo- " He was stuttering from being so shocked.

"Just grab a towel Jamill. " My body started to push itself again , I wiped away the tears and took the towel from his hand. Truthfully, I didn't want Jamill to see this. At all. If this was gonna scar me , imagine him. I grunted and grabbed the counter , it hurt so bad. I cried and cried. And laid on the floor. Jamill just ran his hand through my hair and held me. I was still pushing but being in his arms made me feel just like 2% better. I just heard rushing into the room and nurses and doctors saying the bathroom. I closed my eyes and if I could turn off the sound in my ears I swear I would. But I couldn't. I laid against Jamill's chest like a sleeping baby and cried.

"There gonna take you now. " Jamill whispered in my ear. I nodded my head and squished my eyes together from the pain. I knew this time since I was pregnant for only two months my baby would be in the form of a baby , but not yet there. It just saddened me to know that my baby could've been anything he or she wanted to be. The weird talks I would have with them. Or me screaming at them and getting mad at them for doing dumb shit. I wanted all of that. I really did.

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I woke up in the hospital and heard the t.v in the background and nurses & doctors talking outside the door. I turned my head to see Jamill knocked out in the chair. He was still in his hospital gown , with those ugly socks on ... the ones with the little rubber stoppers at the bottom. I glanced at him again and saw he had blodd on him and the gown. Realizing again what happened last night made me close my eyes again and prayed it was all an illusion. Just an illusion that God played on me just this once. I don't know. I just didn't want it to be real. I didn't want any of it to be real.

"Hey Fal. " A raspy Jamill said wiping the side of his mouth.

"Hi." I said kinda dry.

"You good." I moved my mouth to the side and shrugged my shoulders.

"Look Fallon I gotta get back to my room. I'm gonna be in surgery in like two hours. I just wanted to wait until youb woke up or whatever. I know you don't wanna talk about it right now, but I gotta get it off my chest though. I know what happened last night. You know what happened. Im not saying we getting back together or anything, but just know I will be here with you. Always, forreal forreal. I care if that we lost them, but still , we can stay strong." He clenched onto the side of the chair and stood up. He walked over to the bed and kissed me on the forehead.

"I love you Fallon, You hear me ?" I nodded my head and closed my eyes. "Bye" He said.

"Bye." I mumbled. I feel like those were the last words I was gonna speak in a while.