Take Me As I Am: Book Three

Breaking Up

New York City, New York

Kastynn

"You may need to call and ask your doctor about that then, Kris. I don't know what that cream is exactly for. Since some people actually use it for other reasons, and doctors prescribe it for other reasons unknown to me. You know I don't dabble in the science field when it comes to medicine and other medical shit."

Kris chuckles and shakes his head. "It's for the scars I have on my backside from them bitches stompin' on me after I broke up the damn fight." Kris curses, his tone becoming more violent and angry.

I swear he can go from sweet, energetic, happy, to pissed and irate within seconds.

It's been just a pure twenty-four hours since the incident between Kris, Krissy, Ingrid, and the random female who stabbed Krissy.  I can't exactly remember what her name might be, but it isn't important for right now.  Ingrid and the random stabbing female are both in jail for aggravated assault and premeditated attempted murder.

I've talked to Krissy all morning before getting on the phone with Kris.  She needed some much preferred sleep, and her doctor requested her to be on bedrest for the next several weeks.

She's been aching all over her entire body since coming out of surgery.  She has multiple bruises, scars, and somewhat of a black eye around her right eye.  My heart hurts for them both, because they were seriously hurt in the fight against the hired hit woman and Ingrid.

I don't know the full story of what happened, and Krissy had no energy and time to think back to what happened.  But I guess I'll just have to get every piece of information, and every specific detail from that of Kris himself.

But from my total understanding of Krissy's disappearance from their apartment for hours upon hours, as well as not answering her phone when she needed to, she may been in a place where confrontation could have started from anything.

But this is involving a female in which Kris had relations with, a female who he dumped because of his undying love for me.  His heart was yearning to do the right thing, and by all means he has but of course it had to result in violence because Ingrid was rejected.  And if that's the seriousness of this case, then she should have been fighting other people as well.

"So you gon' tell me what happened?" I finally speak up after watching Kris place the healing cream over his scars.

He was maintaining a few scars under both of his eyes, a few behind his ears, and even a viciously forced bite mark on his chest.  He wasn't badly hurt as he thought he would have been, but of course the only pain he is feeling was from that of being stabbed in the abdomen and damn near bleeding to death before the ambulance could reach him and Krissy both.

"Uhh... okay." He places the top back onto the cream and looks up into the screen.  He was still in the hospital, and neither of them would be released for the next few days.

"I was just leavin' work and shit ya' know. I hear some broads yelling in like an alley way, and one of 'em sounded like Krissy. I run in the alley, and what I see are these two bitches were jumping her, from my perspective though. So I get closer and shit, notice who two of them were, but not the other ho."

"And you try to break it up."

He nods his head, resting back onto his hospital bed. "Yep, I'm tryna pull Krissy back until Ingrid slow ass punches me. Then the rest is just... crazy as fuck. I'm stabbed, feel myself bleeding to death and some shit burning inside of me. I black out once I see those red and blue lights. And then I wake up in the hospital to hear my mama talkin' and prayin' wit' you."