INFORMAL HITMAN ― XXXTENTACION (rewritten)

014 | GAMES BY GAMERS*

I'm sooooo sorry 😫 that I haven't updated. I had the worst writers block, and summer activities completely distracted me.
I'M BACK NOW! & I made this pretty long, so you're welcome :-)

Also I unpublished vro Imagines (my other book) because I couldn't keep up with both stories. I'm sorry to anyone who was waiting on a update.💕

it'll be back soon, hopefully.

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Unknown P.O.V

I flashed my visitors I.D to the nurse at the elevator, examining it slowly she nodded and allowed to me proceed to the private level of the hospital. The atmosphere was completely different here. The air had a perfumed scent and the seats were plush. Every surface was dustless. The nurses were unhurried and they moved with a serene purposefulness from room to room on their rounds. There were vases of flowers and beautiful framed pieces of art on the walls. In the corridor was a water dispenser and in most rooms could be heard the noise of a television.

25 ... 27... I read the room numbers out loud as I walked past them. 30, finally. Creeping open the door slowly, I noticed a figure siting in the chair across the bed were Simmy laid.  Shutting the door shut quietly, I leaned against the door. Racking my mind for any ideas to get this person at the room. I need them out now! I came here for one person and one person only; not two. But if it came down to it, I would gladly take both.

My ears perked up to the faint phone ring from inside the room. Quickly leaned back against the wall, the door opened and here walked out Ski. Phone to ear and was heading for the lobby.

Wasting no time, I rushed into the room. Reaching into the fake nurse scrubs, I took them off, leaving me in my street attire I walked in with.

I slowly eased up to sim's bed and knelt down beside her bed, gently brushed her hair back. She opened her eyes dazed and confused before smiling slightly.

"oh my god," She gasped. "Is Yasmi—"

"shhh" I cut her off, "Here, put this on" I instructed. "I'm taking you home." Letting her in on my intentions, I placed the folded clothes on her lap before grabbing her small makeup bag I brought with me. "I assumed you wanted this too"

she smiled, nodding her head. "Thank you! I probably look like a mess right now."

"You're welcome" I replied cutting it short. I wasn't in the mood to have a conversation, we needed to get the fuck out of here.

"I missed you." she finally said breaking the silence in the room.

"I missed you, too, sweetheart."

I helped her walk into the bathroom, waiting outside the door to give her her privacy. She finally came out with a bright smile on her face.

She has her bangs cover the large wound on her forehead. "The shirt was too small, but hey this jacket will do" She chuckled, fixing the jacket to cover her exposed skin. 

I nodded and informed her that I left my wallet in the car and I had no way to pay for her discharge, we'd have to sneak out the back. She agreed and before we walked out I slipped a note to one of the nurses and $200,000 in cash.

"Go along with it or you'll lose your job. Thanks for the scrubs."

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