I Got You (Urban)

K.O.Q. *27*

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"ANIYA! NIYA BABY! STAY WITH ME," I yelled as I tried to keep her from laying on her back. I remember when we were in the hospital the doctor told me that if she was ever having an episode that I should make sure she doesn't lay on her back. I ripped her choker off of her neck so it won't hinder her breathing as I called her doctor. I remembered her doctor gave me his number to call if this were to ever happen, so I had the phone on speaker while turning her onto her side. "DOCTOR! THIS IS DEVONTE FROM THE HOSPITAL, YOU GAVE ME YOUR NUMBER FOR TIMES LIKE THIS! SHE'S HAVING A SEIZURE RIGHT NOW, WHAT DO I DO?!" I spat into the phone as soon as he picked up. "Okay, is she shaking uncontrollably right now?" He asked. "Nah man, not anymore. She's calming down now. Its not as bad, what should I do?" I asked wiping her face. I noticed she was sweating like crazy. "Alright, that means she's coming down from it. Just stay with her until you see she came down from the seizure fully and then bring her down here so I can check up on her. I'm on my way to the hospital right now so I'll tell the front desk to send you up when you get here," he said. "Iighh, we'll be there," I told him before handing up.

I threw my phone in the car and looked down at her to see that she fully came down. Her eyes were fluttering and she had a confused look on her face with a blank look in her eyes. She kept blinking and I was wondering if my shorty was going blind on me. "Wipey, wipe," she said slurring. I didn't understand what she was saying so I just picked her up bridal style and laid her on the back seat. I put the child lock on her door just in case she started buggin out before running to the drivers side. I immediately put the car in drive and sped off towards the hospital. Fortunately, we weren't too far from the hospital so it wasn't gonna take me more than 15 minutes to get there. I kept looking back at her as she laid asleep across the seat. I swerved into the closest parking space I saw and ran to her side to pick her up.

It was like as soon as I stepped into the hospital she sensed it. "NO NO, PUT ME DOWN! THEY GONNA HURT ME!" she said yelling and kicking, gaining the attention of everyone in the waiting room. She was pissing me the fuck off hitting me in my face and shit but I knew she aint do it purposely. "Look here mama, it's me, its me. Nobody gon do shit to you while I'm here ma, just relax. We gotta get you checked out" I said to her. She calmed down and fell right back to sleep as I laid her in the couch. Once I positioned her head and made sure she won't fall I walked to the reception desk. "Excuse me miss, I need to get to," I said before the nurse put her finger up at me while laughing on the phone. This bald headed, struggle bun, Lil Roscoe looking hoe got me all the way fucked up right now, I said to myself looking at her sideways. "BITCH GET THE FUCK OFF THAT PHONE AND GIVE ME THE FUCKING ROOM NUMBER FOR DOCTOR BAILEY BEFORE I LIGHT THIS WHOLE SHIT UP!" I yelled at her. "Lower your voice and wait," she said to me putting the phone down. "Listen here ma, if I'm still standing here waiting for more than a minute ima have my gangsta bitch come fuck you up and send you back to your mother missing a couple limbs. Give me the fuckin room number cus if I pick up this motherfuckin' phone," I said as calm and low as I possibly could before she cut me off giving me the room number on a piece of paper, obviously scared. I turned to pick up Aniya from the couch but saw a Lysol spray sitting on the counter. I picked it up and threw it dead at her head, turning around before it hit her in her head. She started yelling shit behind me but I was too busy picking up Aniya to pay attention. "Ima have my boyfriend beat your ass," she said. I saw a huge lump forming on her forehead and started laughing. "If you wanna see him live a little longer before he dump yo wack ass, I'll advise you to leave that weak nigga where he at," I said as I walked past her desk to the elevator.

We finally got into the room and I laid her on the bed as she curled into a ball and continued sleeping. The doctor came in soon after with a clipboard. "Alright sir, I'm about to do a brief check up on her to make sure nothing went wrong, and you guys can be on your way," He said as he walked to the head of the bed. "Alright man," I said before my phone rang. "Whats the word?" I asked after closing the door behind me. "I cleaned that shit bruh. Your room was real dirty but I went over it a couple times with my guys so you good. What the fuck you spilled over here man?" he asked in code talk. "My old homie pulled up and surprised me type shit. He came with some sour gift so I sent it back and everything spilled," I said with my back against the wall, careful not to be too loud. "Iighh man, we gonna talk later. Later," he said before hanging up.

I opened the door quietly, careful not to wake her up. I opened the door to see this nigga a little too close to her fucking face with his hand reaching down to her butt, with his back to me. My face immediately screwed up and my blood shot through the roof. I knew if I wanted to do something I had to be smart because doing something here will almost instantly have my ass caught up. I cleared my throat with my arms crossed and ol' fella almost jumped out his shoes. "This part of the procedure Doctor Bailey?" I asked walking around her bed to face him. "Uhh, yes, yes sir. I had to put my ear to her chest to make sure she was breathing right. You know these stethoscopes don't work too well sometimes," he spat out. I had to laugh in the niggas face, cus for him to think I was a dumb ass to believe that bullshit took me by surprise. Yeah, this nigga gonna learn, I thought to myself laughing. He started laughing with me nervously, and I was just thinking to myself I won't be laughing this hard if I were you homie.

"So what we gotta make sure of when we leave here?" I asked with my arms folded across my chest. He fumbled trying to talk. "Nigga speak up, I got shit to do bruh," I said getting even madder. The fact that this nigga was trynna be sneaky wit my shorty, lied about it, and I ain't off him yet was just making my head spin. He finally gave me directions on what she should and shouldn't be doing. I heard little noises so I looked to Aniya noticing she was waking up. "Why am I here ?" She asked looking confused. "You had an episode mamas, I'm about to get you home though," I told her, leaving out the rest cus she probably would've tried to kill his ass. "You feeling better?" I asked her. "I'm fine. Just a little dizzy but I wanna walk though. Can you help me?" She asked sitting up and swinging her legs off the bed. I walked to her side and took her bag and helped put her shoes on. She placed her feet on the floor and I held her arm for support walking towards the door. "Nigga open the fuckin door and stop staring like this a show," I said annoyed. He rushed to open the door. Aniya raised her eyebrow at me, "Dev, you need to relax," She Said. "Man go on," I replied not trynna argue wit her ass again.

We finally got to the car and I put her in the passenger side and picked up my phone walking to the drivers side. I searched for the contact name till I finally found it. I pressed call and waited till he answered. "DB Need them lights cut off bruh. Look into that and fit it in tonight," I said before cutting the line and pulling out of the parking lot.