The Storm Isn't Over Part 1

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HELLLOOOOOOOOOO PEOPLE! Jay here. Did you guys miss me? No? Okay. Anyway, life is so great right now. Quote of the day: When life gives you lemons, stuff them in your bra to make your boobies bigger. Kay? K.

Enjoy mis amigos..

Jalia. . . .

After me & Tae's sexual encounter in the shower, I had been definitely feeling some type of way. He just gave some weird feeling that I couldn't really pinpoint. It just felt..good.

Since Tae had left for work, I was left in my own company for a while. I exited the bathroom in my towel & decided to pick out what I was going to wear. I picked something simple, just some yoga pants & a crop top. I put my long hair into a messy bun because I didn't feel like doing it. Plus I didn't have anything to do it with considering that I only brought minimum supplies with me.

Necessities only.

Anyway, I continued with my daily routine when suddenly a horrible pain shot through my stomach. I clenched my teeth in pain as I felt something dripping down my leg. Looking down I saw blood gushing out of me. I screamed in pain & yelled for help. "DONTE'!" I yelled. I forgot he wasn't here though & slowly I started to panic. I half limped to my bag to get out my phone & call him. My hands were so shaky I could barely dial the number. After about 3 rings, he finally answered. "Hey Jal-" "DONTE' HELP. I-I'M BLEEDING A-AND THERE'S PAIN IN MY STOMACH." I stuttered & screamed at him. "Wait what!? Baby slow down I can't understand you!" He yelled back, panic laced in his voice. I looked down & noticed more blood leaking out of me. I slowly felt myself losing touch with reality. "Donte' help. P-please come hom-" I barely spoke as I felt my eyes go to the back of my head & the world went black.

Donte'. . . .

"Donte' help. P-Please come hom-" The phone hit the floor with a loud thud. "Hello!? Hello!? Jalia!? FUCK." I threw my phone down, grabbing my keys and running to the door. "Yo Tae wassup man where you going?" My boy RJ asked. "I-It's my girl man I gotta go dawg cover for me." I responded back hurriedly. "You got it bro." He nodded back in response. I pushed the elevator button about 39 times before deciding to just take the stairs. Even though my office was all the way on the 23rd floor I didn't care.

I hopped down the stairs two at a time Jalia on my mind the whole way. Finally reaching the lobby, I sprinted out the door to the parking lot. I got into my car shoving my key into the ignition. Speeding out of the parking lot, I ignored the countless horns blaring at my reckless driving. I wasn't worried about that right now. Thankfully I only stayed about 10 minutes from my job but that was still too long. I swerved in & out of traffic finally reaching my apartment. I hopped out of the car not even bothering to grab my keys nor shut the door.

Bursting through the door I immediately began looking for Jalia. "Jalia!?" I screamed. I ran to the living room & didn't see her there. Panic causing me to shake, I raced back to my bedroom. There I found her passed out on the floor with blood soaking her lower half. "Oh my God Jalia!" I cried. I scrambled to pick up her frail body & ran back to my car. I placed her in the passenger seat as I hopped in & sped back out of my driveway. "What the FUCK man!" I whispered to myself, the hospital coming into view. I pulled up to the emergency entrance, hopping out of my car carelessly. Picking Jalia up, I stormed through the door. "HELP! Help my girlfriend please!" I yelled to anybody who was listening. Immediately a whole swarm of doctors were on me. They put Jalia on a stretcher while a nurse asked me questions & tried to calm me.

"Okay sir what happened?" The nurse asked in a soothing voice. "I-I don't know. I was at work w-when she called me saying she had stomach pains & she was bleeding." I breathed out. She looked at me to continue. "Then I heard the phone drop to the floor. That's when I raced home & found her passed out on the floor with her lower half soaked in blood." I finished with a huge breath. "She's lost too much blood. Get her into the OR quickly." A doctor said in a rush. "Wait OR? What's that?!" I asked, my breathing starting to heighten. "Sir just try to calm down.." The nurse tried to assure me. "Man NO. FUCK that." I roared. Her eyes got big in fear & I suddenly felt compassionate. "I'm sorry miss just please explain this to me." I said calmly. "Well, they are taking her to the OR, which is the operating room to stabilize her. She's lost alot of blood & they need to figure out the cause of it. The only thing I can say to you now is to wait. I'm sorry." & With that, she walked away. I slumped down in a chair in the waiting room, a million & one thoughts running through my head. Was Jalia hiding something from me from the start? What's wrong with her? Is she gonna be okay? I felt a tear roll down my cheek as I racked my brain for answers. Whatever the case may be, I just hoped she would come out okay. As the clock ticked past, all I could do was wait. Wait & hope that my baby would walk out of here. Because if she didn't, I wouldn't be able to handle it..

TADAAAAAAA. Whoop there it isssss. Hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Next chapter up soon..I promise!

-Jay. ❤

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