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Trigger warning. Some of the topics that will be discussed in my book may cause some of you to feel upset or trigger something (depression etc.) because you may have gone through a similar situation or just feel a certain way about q subject so this is my warning.
-Naya
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"I'm sorry miss but there's nothing we can do." The doctor said looking at me.

Justin left the room. He was angry.

"I want my baby. Let me hold my baby. I just want to hold my baby. Please!" I said pleadingly.

They place the two babies on my chest.

"Hey momma's babies." I said rubbing their heads. "I'm so sorry. I'm so so sorry. You couldn't get to know me and daddy and you won't get to make friends, go to prom, get married and have little munchkins of your own. I'm so sorry." I'm sobbing

They take the babies from me and I get hysterical.

"Stop. Please." That's the last thing I can say before everything went dark.
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I remember that day like it was yesterday. I was twenty almost twenty-one and I was pregnant with twins. A girl and a boy. I ended up having stillbirths.

That's when our problems started. Justin blamed me for the twins death. First we were arguing and he began drinking and then the beatings started on the on the anniversary of their death.

Not wanting to relive that memory I shake my head and park my car before checking myself in the mirror for all my scars to be covered. Then I made my way inside the hospital.

Checking in I go to work my shift in the Emergency Room. I work as a nurse in this unit.

As soon as I was about to sit down, a group of people rush in carrying a man. Getting me and my coworker Mel's attention.

"Can someone help my motherfucking brother!! He been shot 5 times." One of the men yell.

Immediately grabbing a gurney, Mel and I rush over to the group.

"Put him on the stretcher." I say instructing the men

"Shit. This hurt like a bitch."

I look down and realize that the man was still conscious.

" Ok. Good sir you're awake." I say looking down at him while me and my team move him to the back to try to remove the bullets.

"Shit.... Just looking at you got my ass wide awake now." He says squinting at me.

I chuckle and push him into the operation room and prep him for surgery before leaving and letting the doctors work.
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6 hours later

I make my way into Anthony's room. That's the name that was on his chart. He got out of surgery an hour ago and should be up by now.

Making my way into the room I interrupt the conversation he was having with the group of people that brought him in. Everything got quiet as they all looked at me.

I approached him so I could check on his vitals and ask him how he was doing pain wise.

"Hi everyone, sorry for interrupting but I need to check on Mr. Alsina's vitals."

"Y'all shut up my future wife is speaking." He says.

"Hi Mr. Alsina, I'm Nurse Jackson but everybody calls me No. Sorry to disappoint you but I'm...married." I say clenching my teeth on the last part. I finish checking his vitals.

"I'm glad to see your awake though. On a scale from 1-10 how bad is your pain?" I asked him.

"It was at like a seven but now it's at 25. You just wounded me with your words." He says clutching his heart.

I dismiss his statement.
"Are you sure that the pain is just a seven. You were shot 5 times." I say expressing my concern towards him.

"It's all good lil'baybeh. This will make me being shot 17 times on three different occasions." He said shrugging his injuries off.

"That's a problem Mr. Alsina. I don't like repeat patients in the hospital unless your having a baby and even that has a limit. So when your better I don't want to see you in here anymore." I say somewhat scolding him.

"I'm sorry Nurse No but how am I suppose to bring you lunch if I don't come here anymore." He says making me shake my head.

I just chuckle and grab the chart, preparing to exit the room.

"It was nice meeting everyone but I have to go check on my other patients." I state saying my goodbyes.

"I'll see you later wifey."
He says winking at me.

I shake my head and exit the room only to bump into Justin who seemed to be waiting for me.

I immediately got scared and backed into a wall thinking lord please help me.

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