'No one love you like I, hope our love ain't expire
Tryna figure out why, dyin' on the inside
One day I'll get over my pride'○
I woke up groaning at the feeling of pain all over my body. Closing my eyes I mentally thank god for giving me a second chance at life. Hearing the constant beat of my heart I relaxed, I was fucked up but I was breathing. I had IV's in my arm, an oxygen mask on my face, my wrist was covered by a cast, and it felt like my head was wrapped up.
Looking over at the door a doctor with an long white coat walks in.
"Would you like some water?" She asks flashing her pearly whites. I just nod not wanting to talk because of how dry my mouth was.
"I'll be right back" She smiles before walking out the room. Looking to the side of me I notice my phone on the small stand. Picking it up with my good hand I press the power button but it didn't cut on.
"Here's your water" My eyes flicker up to the doctor who was holding out the large hospital cup full of water. I quickly take it from her hands attaching my lips to the straw gulping the water down, the cold water felt like heaven running down my dry throat.
"How long have I been here?" I question once I finish the whole cup.
"You've been here for a good two days and we weren't able to contact any of your family members because all you had in your pockets was that phone, car keys, and alot of money. We tried getting in the phone but we couldn't guess the passcode" She chuckles.
"Do I need this mask?" I ask getting annoyed by the itch on the sides of my nose.
"No, we only put the mask on because why you were in your mini coma your breathing was really shallow and we needed to make sure you were getting enough oxygen" She smiles softly checking my vitals, I nod removing the mask from my face breathing on my own.
"So what's wrong with me, am I ok to leave?"
"Well you suffered a major concussion to the head, a broken wrist, three broken ribs, and I don't think there's a part of your body not bruised"
"So I can't leave?"
"Well we'll see how you do today but because of that concussion we kind of want to keep you overnight just to make sure you'll be alright" I nod in understanding.
"If you give me some of your contacts we can notify your family of where you've been these past two days" She smiles. I give her ash, kil, brook, cole, and zara's numbers.
"I'll shoot everybody a call so we can get you some visitors up here but until then get some rest" She smiles warmly before walking out the room. Closing my eyes I gently breathe relaxing my body, soon after I felt myself dozing off to sleep.
"Damnnnn!" Tee exclaims.
"Somebody beat the breaks off her ass!" Cole exclaims.
"Shut up for I beat the engine off yo ass, that's my sister son" Kil spoke.
"Right, you can catch this fade over that one" I hear brook agree making me chuckle.
"Nigga stop fake sleeping and open ya eyes, dayroom ass nigga"
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The Plug Daughter (G!P)
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