Bad Word, Worse News

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Aréona POV

I woke up to excruciating pain in my right arm and shoulder. My abdomen was throbbing and pulsating like crazy and my head had the nerve to be hurting.

"Oh God.." I groaned in pain as I pushed my body up on the pillow to sit up causing tears to form and my head to throb more as I lay my head back down.

"Ms. Madina? Good your up. That's good." A white male nurse said stalking in with too wide of a smile. He began to check my vitals and blood pressure to see if I was as good as he said I was. then wanted to check out something else. when I notice my exposed breast, I covered up with a hand and pull the gown around my half exposed chest.

"Could you not try to be obvious when you do that next time?" I said with a threat and a promise rolling off my lips and now evident in my eyes as he watched me mug him. He quickly grabbed the clipboard off the desk and didn't escape before another nurse stopped him in his tracks. A needle and morphine was set up and out ready for the pain to go away.

"Brian, did you have time to tell Ms. Madina she has guest?" A dark African woman ask in a way obvious accent on her tongue. He looked flustered and shook his head.

"No, uh. I didn't." He said in a rush.

"Mm. You can go." She watched him leave and shook her head bringing in Tristan, Candice, and Aleah. My eyes and heart must be deceiving me cause I saw Cleo with them too.

I felt my face heat up with anger and balled my fist up near my side. The good one ready to start swinging if she was here to start some shit, but the part of me that loved her too much saw the genuine love in her eyes as she approached my bedside. The tears started rolling down my face as she looked at me and blinked out tears of her own onto her red and blue thinly stripped polo shirt that I had brought her a while back.

I clinched my jaw as she reached out to wipe my tears and flinched when she touched my cheek. Which caused her to break down. Like really get on her knees with her head in my lap crying, break down. I cried more as I watched her heave up and down from the loud and ever so sorry cry she let out. Candy was wiping her own away while tending to Tristan who was trying to get her attention about something irrelevant to her mind.

"I'm sorry." It came out clear as day. Even though she was still huddled on my lap. I can just imagine how bad she felt. To put your hands on someone who never served a purpose in your past life is like whooping a baby for crying. No reason at all to give, but an apology was needed.

"I'm sorry for all of my built up anger towards you because of somebody else. I'm sorry for hurting you physically and mentally. I'm sorry for trying to control your life in so many ways, taking your love for granted being an ass." she said​ up at me wiping her tears. I laughed a little at the end and groaned closing my eyes as I tried to sit up completely.

"Your not an ass. Your Cleo." I said with pain written all over my face as I tried to stay up. She frowned and went to put pillows behind me so I could sit upright then adjusted the leverage of the bed so I could sit up without any straining pain.

"Mm. Thank you. You know I love you so damn much, but what you did and have done times before our unexcusable and I wouldn't want to take you back if God herself said so." I said frowning. She looked at me funny like I was high or something but reality hit on what I said and she held her head down in defeat about to walk off before I finished my pain riddance sentence to her.

"But since she is forgiving and kind like me to your goofy hot headed ass, I will." I smiled wide before she turned around to see if I was joking about what I had said. And since I'm not the goofy type, she believed it and came back to me about to take me up in her arms.

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