Thug Life is the Life To live

Im pregnant

QUAY POV

I was standing outside of Lalas hospital room. Room 204... Damn, i never thought id be seeing this room again. I took a pill before i left so i was MUCH more calm than the first time i came to see her. I sighed and adjusted myself. I didnt have on nothing fancy because i was still kind of sore from me and Tre's fight. I damn sure didn't think id be coming out today either. I just threw on some simple gray nike sweats with a white nike shirt that said "Every damn day just do it" in black letters and i had on my black and gray nike sandals. Simple? Yes. Fly? Fuck yes. I looked into my iphone front camera. Even with a black eye im still a sexy ass nigga. Like damn im fine.

"Um sir, do u need help finding something?" This middle aged nurse came up to me and asked. I glanced at the time on my phone and for the past 10 minutes id been standing right outside of Lala's room doing absolutely nothing but thinking about how sexy i was even with a black eye. To be honest i had forgot i was even in this damn hospital. I dont even know why the fuck im here anymore. My pills are definitely good for calming my nerves but i also have a hate love relationship with them damn things! They always put me in my thoughts. I mean yea i be calm and all but its like after i take a pill the world and everything around me is completely tuned out and the only purpose i have is to do me. Its basically like reality becomes a blur and nothing is truly important anymore. Sometimes that feeling can be the best thing in the world and sometimes it can be the fucking worse! Right now.. Its not really working in my favor. The only thing i want to do is go home and eat ramen noodles. Deadass.

Nah, im good i said before walking into Lala's room. She wasnt in the room but i heard the shower running so i figured she was in the bathroom. I sat down in a chair next to her hospital bed and decided i just wait for her. I sighed as i looked around the room. Shes been in this damn hospital for like 2 weeks now. Like how the fuck does she do it. Id be goin crazy as fuck ready to shoot up anything and anyone. 24/7 just looking at these same bland ass walls. Cant smoke no weed, cant drink, cant call no bitches over to fuck?! Oh hell no. In a way i started to feel bad. I mean according to the news and the newspaper im the reason why Lalas in this hell hole. If i could i would just take it all back.

For the past 10 minutes ive just been sitting in my thoughts again. I couldnt wait to leave this hospital. I always hated hospitals because the were just...so....damn.... Ughh depressing. Like seriously ive been here for 20 minutes and the only thing ive done is just fall into my thoughts. Like nothing important enough was happening for me to face reality. As a matter of fact i still dont even know why the fuck im here. My eyes were fixated on nothing and my mind was in a trance when i heard the shower FINALLY cut off. Damn. Its about time i mumbled to myself. I sat up a little bit in my chair and saw the bathroom door open. Lala walked out with nothing but a towel around her and she didnt even notice me. She closed the bathroom door and turned straight to the right to close the main door leading to her room. I laughed a little bit because i knew she was probably going to be shocked to see me. She closed the door and turned around and started walking my way. Since everything in this room was on the far left it was easy to kind of just find a little corner and just chill. I was sitting in this little corner by her bed. She still didnt see me so i decided to say something. Hey Lala i said eyeing her wet body up and down. She turned her head to the corner i was at so quick i was almost certain she had just got whip lash. She dropped her towel accidentally from jumping when she heard my voice. I saw her struggle to pick it up and it mad me laugh a little. I eyed her naked body up up and down. "Um Quay i-i didnt s-see you there." She was still struggling to cover herself in the towel. Hah i can see that. Here let me help you ma. I walked over to her and helped wrap the towel completely around her body. When i was done helping her she stared into my eyes and just started blushing. I smirked at her and went to sit back down. The image of her naked body still in my mind. I aint gon lie! She was sexy as hell. Haha. No wonder there was blood in my bed after we fucked. I still didnt really remember that night but knowing me... Pshhhh, i beat the cat up!