Countdown (August Alsina)

Chapter 20

"Move!!!! Freaking move!!" Milan yelled, tugging her suitcase through the busy airport. She had just landed back in Baltimore and was running towards the front to catch a taxi. Once making it, she stood outside, waving her hands. It seemed as if every taxi car ignored her.
Sighing, she thought quick. Biting her bottom lip, she removed her Adidas jacket, tying it around her waist and revealing her crop top. She pulled her jeans down a little, showing off her hips. She did a big hair flip before waving her hands and sure enough, a taxi stepped on his brakes for her.

"Bingo." She whispered to herself as the driver came out, putting her suitcase in the car and opening the door for her.

"Thank you."

"No problem ma'am. Where to?"

"Johns Hopkins. Quick please." She said, tapping her foot repeatedly. All Jordan told her was that Elijah was in the hospital, she had no idea why or what had happened. But it must've been serious if Elijah told Jordan not to tell her.

"I'm gonna kill this nigga." She whispered to herself, feeling worry take over her.

The taxi driver sensed how much of a hurry Milan was in and sped the whole way there. A long 25 minutes later, he pulled up, got her suitcase out, and opened her door.

"Thank you." She smiled, handing him a 50 before running to the front desk.

"Milan? How are y-"

"What room is Elijah Alsina in???" She cut Ms. Nancy off. She wasn't trying to be rude but she needed to see him right away.

"Oh, floor 7, room 736."

"Seven?!" Milan panicked. Floor seven was where all patients went who suffered an attack. Milan immediately began to think the worse as she ran for the elevator, repeatedly hitting seven. The elevator ride seemed to have taken forever.

Finally making it, Milan rushed to the correct room, busting through the door and seeing Jordan and his mother.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. Is he okay?" Milan asked, looking over at Elijah who was asleep.

"And you are?" The woman asked. Milan never met Elijah's mother but it was easy to see that it was her. He looked just like her. So did Jordan. They were all beautiful.

"I'm Milan." She smiled weakly.

"Who?"

"The one I told you about ma" Jordan attempted to whisper.

"Tha' one you...ohhhh yes, nice to meet you." She extended her arms for a hug and could feel Milan's heart beating fast.

"We'll give you some time alone."

"Wait, what happened?" Milan asked.

"Asthma attack. A very serious one too."

Nodding, Milan walked closer to Elijah as the two of them left her alone.

Studying his breathing patterns, she stared at him.

"You aren't fooling anyone." She mumbled, raising her right eyebrow.

Elijah low chuckles filled the room as he opened his eyes.

"Aight Mi, you got me."

"Asthma Elijah? You didn't tell me you had asthma." She crossed her arms, shaking her head.

"You neva' asked." He shrugged, causing Milan to roll her dark brown eyes.

"And why did you tell Jordan not to tell me?!"

"I ain't want you worryin' about me. I'm fine Milan." He said before inhaling and letting out a loud cough.

Deciding to calm down a bit, she walked closer, taking a seat next to him. "Is your asthma mild or serious?"