House Call

Chapter 14: Big Balla, Shot Calla

Wyatt's POV

I'm still in shock that Reggie and Percy had to lay hands on each other, but Reggie definitely deserved that ass whoopin'. Once Tiff and and her pet left I sat Percy down in the kitchen so I could look at his hand.

"Let me see it babe." I pulled his arm to me so I could take a good look.

He hissed in pain like a little bitch and I chuckled. "Damn, could you be any rougher? Jeez."

"Look, I have to make sure you didn't do major damage, or else I'll have to take you to the hospital with me to have this thing looked at.

He looked at the time on his watch. "Speaking of, you need to get going. Your patients need you."

I took off the gloves and went to throw them in the trash. "You're right. I do need to bounce but Uhh, your had in fine, just ice it to keep it from swelling. When I get back, you have to tell me what that fight was about."

He got up and threw the stuff I was examining him with away and gave me a kiss. "Yeah alright. I'm about to take a bath and chill out for the night. Maybe even catch the football game."

"Alright, and hey, I'm gonna take you truck because I need to get gas and I don't have time."

He smiled and kissed me on the forehead. "First off, it's our truck. And secondly..." He smacked me on the ass and that shit stung bad.

"Ouch! What the hell was that for?"

"What I tell you about getting gas in the morning by yourself? That shit dangerous babe and you promised you wanna gonna stop waiting til the last minute to get has. And you pinky promised on no getting gas in the morning."

I had my head tilted to the side and was looking away as he said all this shit in my ear. I started to talk but the only thing that came out was mumbles. "I.. I was.. Look."

"Nah shut up. Don't even try to lie. The only time you was gonna go get gas was in the morning before rounds. Don't play me like I don't know you. We live together now boy. Uhhhh huhhh, now I get to see all your little secrets. "he said shaking his head up and down like he making a strong ass point. He kissed me again and then reached in his pocket and pulled out his keys. "Be careful."

I took them and laughed. "Ok, thanks babe. Don't wait up."

He turned around and headed towards the second staircase we had in the kitchen. "Wait up? What I look like, a lonely housewife? Ain't no Keyna Moores up in here.

My jaw was on the ground. "You shady as fuck for that man. And she married now!" I said laughing.

"Ain't nobody seen that nigga yet.. I ain't holding my breath on that shit."

I grabbed my bag and headed out. The whole drive I couldn't help but think about what just went down, every last second played in my head and I was till in disbelief at the end of the footage playing. I swear, if you were to tell me that my best friend and I would have a falling out over a nigga, I would have laughed in your fucking face and told you to kick rocks. But here I was, on the outs and not understanding why exactly. I don't know where her head is, how she could see 2+2 and it not equal 4 to her; but that had to wait because there were real people who needed me to be by their side and see them through til the end. .

When I got to the hospital and came in through the ER, there were people everywhere. The paramedics were standing in and helping out wherever the could and the nurses were running around like mad people. I just couldn't have this chaotic atposphere, this is exactly how Lives get lost because people dont have structure. I asked the charge nurse what was going on and looked like she was out of breath and loosing her mind.