- Temper's POV -
(Carter in media)~* Trust *~
I woke up in Carter's hospital room.
I looked up from where my head laid beside her pillow. I noticed she was still asleep.
I took a deep breath and sat up in my chair. Stretching my muscles out in the process.
These hospital chairs was never comfortable.
I gazed at her face and some of her color had returned. Damn... I already missed seeing those pearly whites and perfect dimples.
My discovery from last night dawned on me.
I got up from my seat and shook my head at myself. I knew this was too good to be true.
"Knock... knock," verbalized someone. I looked to the door and saw Alicia walking in with a friendly smile, "Never thought I'd be back so early."
"Well... shit happens," I laughed before dapping her up. She looked at Carter's sleeping body and sighed, "So... sleeping beauty hasn't woken up."
"Did you give her a true love's kiss yet?" She grinned and I playfully punched her in the arm, "Nigga... shut your corny ass up."
We shared laughs before it settled into a more serious tone.
"Did the doctor tell you what's wrong with her?" Alicia asked me.
My expression darkened and I let out a quick scoff, "She been doing that shit again."
Alicia gasped before giving me a stern look, "You kidding me right? How? Since when?"
"I don't know but that's gotta be it. She been diagnosed with Hepatitis C. The only way you get that shit is through a dirty needle or someone who got that shit. She hasn't been with nobody but me to be able to contract sumn' like that so that leaves the dirty needle," I grumbled.
"Shit..." Alicia cussed underneath her breath.
I looked at her and gave her a lost look, "What?"
"Nothing," she said. "It's just... I feel bad. I mean... she my best friend and I had no idea she could've been doing something like that again."
"I'm sorry..." She said to me and I gave her a sad smile. "It's all good..." I respond.
"She promised me she wouldn't do this shit again." I growled.
"Maybe she has some hidden intentions..."
"Bullshit... I'm headin' outta here before she's up. You wanna get something to eat?"
"Sure thang," Alicia responded.
She gave Carter's sleeping form another look before walking out with me.
"You know what... why don't you just come over and I'll just cook us up something." I offer.
"Hell yeah!" Alicia smiled. "I was hoping you was gone offer some home cooking. You've got the touch of God in that kitchen!"
I laughed, "Well... wouldn't say all that..."
I smirked at her and we laughed.
We left the hospital in my car and arrived at my place in less than 20 minutes.
Today I settled for something more on the healthy side but also tasty. I seasoned and grilled some chicken breast and vegetables. And I lightly fried some potatoes to make french fries.
Alicia's mouth was watering when I came toward her with our plates causing me to laugh. I placed them on the island and Alicia sat up.
"Damn! This look good! It's been so long..." She cried and I shook my head. Nobody's as goofy as me than her. That's why we so close.
While we were eating and talking about things, Alicia cleared throat and I knew she was about to say some shit I might not like.
"So... what's been up with you and Raelynn. She been behaving? Leaving you alone?"
I shrugged in response.
"Honestly, I never should've fell for a stripper in the first place." I said and we laughed.
My phone rung a second later.
I pulled it off my counter and read the caller ID.
"Speak of the damn devil..." I muttered as I got up and Alicia raised a brow.
"It's her," I said before accepting the call.
"What the fuck ya' want ya' damn she-devil?"
I heard her obnoxious laugh.
"Enjoy yourself while you can. I'm going to make sure that you become the loneliest person on this planet... just how you made me."
I kept on a plain expression as she talked before scrunching up my face, "Woman... you still not over me? Damn! I thought you would've moved on! You the saltiest bitch I've dealt with."
"Mark my words Temper. Just watch and see. You better hold your loved ones closer."
"Bitch—"
The dial tone sounded off and I tossed my phone back onto the kitchen counter.
"This bitch really got me fucked up..."
"What up?" Alicia asked. "What's going on?"
"I don't know but I'm boutta find out."
To Be Continued...
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Domination (discontinued)
Short Story(studxstud) Temper, known for her low tolerance with ignorance, is a 24yr old stud. Join her on her journey through new situations, experiences, and even consequences. *first book ever* *unedited*