A City Girl and a Country Bumpkin

Scared Shitless

Semaj POV

Chapter 10

Chance Of Death

"Fuck fuck fuck." I scolded myself inwardly. How was I going to get out of this bullshit. I knew I had just mixed myself up in some dangerous shit that I needed to get out of quickly. I was the person we would be looking for, and before all this shit is said and done I knew there was a possibility that my life could be taken. "We going up to the hospital to see Deuce, I'm sure you want to see him being as though you haven't seen him since he's been in there. So get yourself together, and we'll be outside." Reds said. "I know I said this before but if you try anything once I untie you that's gon be your ass nigga." We got up to the hospital in no time. I was sorta nervous because me and hospitals didn't quite get along. My grandmother went to the hospital and never came out .

She died in there after going in for a 2month checkup. They said the cause of death was unknown. That was my grandmother so you know they wasn't about to just get away with telling us my grandmother passed and they didn't know why. We had an autopsy done and it came back saying she had a fractured hip due to a fall she may have had. My grandmother always called my  mom to let her know when her appointments were and my mom would be there to take her, but this particular day she couldn't go with her because she got called in to work. She's a nurse over at New Hampshire Medical, and it was hard for her to get out of going so she trusted my grandmother to go alone just this once. Long story short it came out from a ex worker of the hospital that my grandmother slipped on a wet area of the hospital and that's how she fell and broke her hip. She laid on the floor so long that that's where she took her last breath. We sued the hospital and got back a pretty good chunk of change.

I became emotional from the thought of it. "How may I help you today sir?" The friendly receptionist asked and smiled. "We came to see a patient that's here in the hospital." "Patients name please. The receptionist asked."Deon Calhoun. The receptionist searched the computer for Deuce's name. "Room 229. "Thank you pretty." Donnell said flirting. We walked to the elevator and waited for it. I had to ready myself for this. From what I heard, Deuce was in pretty bad shape. I knew that if he was to wake up while we are here he'd know right then that it was me that shot him. The closer we got to his room the more nervous I became. My palms became extremely sweaty with every step I took. "Man you aight, you look like you about to shit your pants." Reds said to me."Yea, but me and hospitals don't mesh." I said. "Shit'd I don't like them either but when some shit like what happened to Deuce go down, I know I gotta step up and go with the flow, you feel me."

I didn't say another word. I was sweating bullets and all I could think of was Deuce being alert and I could feel my blood pressure rising at a fast pace.We got on the elevator and pressed the floor number 2.
I began to think of Cashmere and everything she went through on the night she was raped by this fool. I told myself I would never speak let alone bother seeing him again. And here I was getting ready to walk in his hospital room. Getting off the elevator I needed to take a breather before walking into the room. Reds opened the door like he couldn't wait to get in there. It was a room full of people. His aunts Tanya, Rachel, Gloria, and Sweets. There husband's Vincent, Deitrick, Damon, and Henry we're there giving their wives and family support. Deuce's mother and father were there even though they were separated.

I don't know how I was going to make it through this with all the people here surrounding the bed. I whispered to Reds, "Aye yo maybe we should come back later man it's too many people in here as it is."
"Yea nigga, let's bounce we'll come back." I was so relieved I thanked God I didn't have to face him right now.