"How she's doing?" I caressed her temple while staring down at her.
She been on bed-rest every since she got here. The doc. opposed that it'll be awhile before she wakes. The car accident sent her in a state of shock.
"Well .. " Bishop looked at his clipboard then back up at me.
"Its a fresh start so we can't tell but there's tremendous swelling around her brain, several broken ribs, damage towards her small intestine, broken-pelvis and .. lots of blood loss"
I only nodded and contuined to analyzed her features. She still reminded me of an expensive art piece without a price-tag. However, everytime I see the brusies, cuts and welps, I relive my rage all over again.
"Erica, Judging from what was damage, there's only a slight chance she'll make it, this was a huge amount of pain on an individual plus the care acc-
"I'll take my chances" I looked at him codly. " Just stick to your script ight!?"
"Mrs. Mena the-
I pulled out my desert eagle and pointed it at his head. He gulped, lifting his hands up. Batting the gun on my temple, I shook my head.
"The only thing that should leave YOUR mouth is the fast-updates relating to her recovery understand!?"
"Y-yes mam"
"Good because I would hate for us to have another mishap" I stared at his the brace around his knee.
" Y-yes mam" he looked beyond terrified.
"Ay E .." Mitch stood near the door. " old guy ain't buggin, I'm close to beating his ass!"
I ignored his comment and fled out the door. This dude can't take no hints, all he doing is adding fuel to my fire. I spotted him in the small waiting room and didn't waste no time, charging at him.
My arms forcefully scooped around him, tackling into the ground. We wrestled but I got the upper-hand.
Laying punches after punches to his face. Time was slow for a min before strong hands were wrapped around my waist, pulling me off of him.
"Mena calm down!" I heard Mitch voice.
"Fuck off me!" I pushed him back.
I saw him struggling him to get up and chuckled. Poor old guy .. My boot kicked his face in. Mitch swung me around and tried to escort me out.
"I already told yo ass to LET ME GO!"
I yanked my arm out of his procession. He pushed me and reacted the same way.
"Man E dawg! What the fuck up witchu" he barked.
"Nun of yo damm business" I yelled at him.
The piece of shyt finally got up from the floor. He spat out some blood and glared at me.
"Want sum more" I smirked.
"E .." Mitch eyed me.
"I already told you once I didn't wanna see yo ass so why the FUCK you brung yo ass down here!! How did you even locate me!?"
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I Belong To You
Romance{Discontinued.} Seen as a "goody two-shoes" that's quite an advantage when it comes to Cyn. From the public's eye, she can't do no wrong. Her life seems to be Perfect as some would say. But how perfect is it, when lies, secrets, tends to flow throug...
