Pass Down The Throne

Chapter 12: Genius

Harlem Taylor POV
I unlocked my phone and went on to iMessages. I looked at all the messages that Rochelle sent me. I sighed before reading them.

Rochelle😒😍✨💘: Why haven't you been answering my calls? - yesterday 8:49pm

Rochelle😒😍✨💘: If you don't wanna talk to me then it's fine, just tell me next time. I haven't done nothing to you but it's cool🤷🏾‍♀️ - 7:30pm

I looked up from my phone and looked out of the window of Ty's car. I was at the hospital car park. I unlocked my phone and got out of the car making my way to the entrance. Once I got inside, I went to the receptionist.

"Good morning ma'am." I said.

"Morning, how may I help you?" She smiled.

"I'm here to visit Rochelle Kent." I sighed a little.

"Sure, do you know where her room is?" She looked up from the computer.

"Yeah, thank you." I smiled a little before making my way up to her room.

I opened the door to her room and she was crying a little as she covered her face with her bed sheet. I furrowed my brows and walked towards the TV remote. I switched off the TV and she removed the bed sheet from her face revealing the rashes on her face, arms and neck. She wiped her eyes and slightly covered her face again.

"What's wrong? Is it Kyle? If it is that nigga I will pop bullets in that Spanish head of his--!" I grew angry.

"No! It isn't him." She shook her head.

"What is it then?" I grew confused.

"It's the rashes on my body." She sniffed.

I smacked my lips a little and sighed. I was here about to kill a nigga but she here crying about her body. I sat on her bed and removed the sheets from her face. I pursed my lips as I explored the rashes. It didn't really look bad.

"It don't look bad." I shrugged.

"It don't look ba-Have you seen the rest of my body?!" She freaked out.

"Especially my chest!" She folded her arms and frowned.

"Let me see this shit." I smacked my teeth.

"No.." She shook her head.

"Then it isn't that bad." I shrugged.

"It is!".

"Then let me see.".

She sat up and dangled her legs as she began to remove her hospital gown. I watched her struggle to remove it, it was kinda funny as she could only use one hand.

"Could you please help?" She turned around and looked at me.

"Sure." I nodded my head.

"Wait." She said.

"What?".

"Your gonna see my..my breasts. I don't want you to see that." She frowned a little.

"I'll cover my eyes.." I side eyed her.

"If you cover your eyes, how are you gonna see?" She raised a brow.

"I don't know.." I shrugged.

I continued to help her to remove the gown and we eventually got it with only one hand. She turned around and I took a look at all the rashes. I frowned a little whilst touching it and my eyes moved lower.