There is no easy walk to freedom anywhere, and many of us will have to pass through the valley of the shadow of death again and again before we reach the mountaintop of our desires.
- Nelson Mandela
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I'm in the hospital. Great. I hate it here. Steez came to visit and he's devastated. A/n: *singing* I used to feel so devastated 🎤 (sorry bye) He's been in tears for a good hour now.
"I'm not even sad anymore!" He said as he sat in a chair next to my bed with his laid laying down on it. "I'm angry."
"Please don't be. I'm fine now." I said.
"Nah! Fuck that! What was that bitch's deal?!" He got up and pushed his chair away.
"Steez please sit. You doing some stupid shit is only going to make me feel worse." I rolled my eyes.
"Fine! Fine!"
"Passive aggressive much?" I rolled my eyes.
"You're right. I'm sorry." He sat back down.
"I just want to go to sleep, okay?"
"Alright."
• 10:16 a.m •
When I woke up I ate and the doctor said I can leave.
"Why don't you just relax?" Steez said as he led me to the couch.
"You said you were hungry." I groaned.
"Yeah but it's not that serious." He got up and went to the kitchen. "I'm going to cook for you."
"Yeah?" I smiled and put my feet up on the couch.
"Mhm. How does curry goat and beef patties sound?"
"In the morning?" I asked.
"Hell yeah."
"It sounds lit as shit." I chuckled and clutched my stomach in pain.
"You good?" He came over to me.
"Yes. Just cramps."
"That time?"
"Yeah?"
"You need me to pick anything up when I go to the store?"
"Ibuprofen, pads, and I need a hug."
He hugged me tightly. "No chocolate?"
"Nope. It'll make my face break out."
He smiled. "Imma be back and don't worry, I know where I'm going. Can I use your car?"
"Yup. There are the keys. Don't be long."
"Aite see you soon." With that he left.
While Steez was gone Jacques called me.
Me: Hey. Jacques: Hey, how are you? Me: Good, just came out the hospital. You? Jacques: I'm good. Still in this shitty ass hospital. Me: Sucks. Jacques: *sigh* I'm so sorry Skylar. I love you so much and- Me: Don't worry about it, it's cool. I'm lucky to be alive. Jacques: Skylar, I love you so fucking much. You know that right? Me: Yeah. Jacques: I miss being around you. Me: Ok. Jacques: Will...w- Me: *mocking Jacques* W-w-w what nigga? Soundin' like a helicopter. You waisting my time. Jacques: Will you be my girl? Me: No. We're better off as associates. Jacques: It's Jesse isn't it? Or is it that bitch ass nigga from New York? Me: Bye Jack. Jacques: Nah! It's Jesse! I know it! Steez is just part of the problem. You slept with Jesse, you had sex with him didn't you? Me: Get off my line. Jacques: If you don't go out with me I'm telling everyone and you'll be fired. Everyone will know how much of a dirty slut you are. Me: Are you really blackmailing me!? After you dated some hoe that's a one hundred percent hoe!? *sarcastic laughter* you're mad because you don't have control. You and Leah. She rubbed off on you. Jacques: We'll talk about this later babygirl. See you soon. Me: No! Jacques! Jacques!!!
*Jacques hangs the phone up*
"Son of a bitch!" I tossed my phone and processed everything.
