LOVE IS BLIND

Snickers teeth lookin headass

Song: Insecure by Jasmine Sullivan ft Bryson Tiller

Omniscient

Alena hated the scent of hospitals. To her it smelt like death; or something close to it. After Ant found Gena's uncle on the floor unconscious;  Alena called the police ;  gave them the adress and of course they arrived in 30 minutes within the time calling.

Gena was currently being tested in a room with a rape kit, so the police could start their investigation on the case. The supposed uncle Otis was now conscious; he suffered a fractured rib cage, a broken penis, and a huge case he was bout to catch.

Anthony was munching on some Takis and Alena was 2 minutes away from having a mental break down.

Alena P.O.V💖💖

My stomach twisted inside and it felt like my intestines were being ripped from within me. I ran to the bathroom excusing myself from the worried looking Anthony. Beads of sweat formed on the crook of my neck and on my forehead. Its back again in full affect.

My worst enemy, my panic attacks that I suffer severely from. I picked up my phone swiftly calling the only person who knew how to calm me down.

"Hello"
*sniffles* "Bry, Bry its happening"
'Ok deep breath in; hold it;  deep breath out, repeat it.

I repeated this about 10 times until I regained my composure. Bryson was my older brother. We were 3 years apart. "Where are you" Bry's muffled voice spoke over the phone. "Im at the RMH, why you wanna know; it aint like you gonna jump all the way from Florida to Louisiana boy"  Bry was currently in Florida because he claimed the sun worked miracles for his skin; but he aint fooling nobody.

"Shut yo ramen noodles head ass up, anyways I was in the area and was finna suprise you but you called. Oh yeah what the panic attack was about." 
"Dont worry imma tell you when you pull through,but when you come can you bring me something to eat."
"Bet". He said then he hung up on me. Rude ass.

"Who you was all laughed up with up on the phone" Ant asked leaning on one of the bathroom stalls. "Do you realise you in the girl's bathroom" I said stating the obvious.

"No shit Sherlock nah tell me who you was on the phone with dick" He said, with jealousy swimming around his eyes and his accent slipping out.

"You work at at&t" I asked him.

"Nah watchu a'--" he started off, but I cut him off saying "well if you dont pay my phone bill, or work at at&t I dont think it should matter to you who im in contact with on my cellular device, now excuse me"

I walked out of the bathroom while an older lady walked in the same time shaking her head in disgust seeing Ant in there.

Gena was finally finished getting tested and it was confirmed that she was indeed raped. "Can she come home now" I asked one of the doctors. "No she has to stay for monitoring, you know so she doesn't result in doing anything people of your nature would normally do."

I know she aint just said what I thought she just said. I know my mind playing games on me right now.

"Satan not today, I dont KNOW what your talking about people of my nature doing but whatever it is your insinuating your incorrect. And you should be ashamed of yourself, ashamed to have the audacity, the nerve to call yourself a doctor.

Ant then jumped in and started yelling "Witcho nanny mccphee headass. Your im not myself when im hungry headass. Your snicker looking teeth headass. Your I obtained my doctors degree from Popeyes headass"