🍎🍎Prodigy's P.O.V.🍎🍎
Beep!...Beep!...Beep!
I wake up to hear machines beeping, wires going in and out of me, and that I'm not in my own bed. I look around and see I'm in a hospital room. Why am I here? I look down at my body and see stiches on my chest, leg, and shoulder. What happened to me? I look for the remote on the side of the bed and pressed the button for a doctor. A few seconds later a male doctor came in.
"Ah Mr. Crippen, I see you're awake," The doctor he said to me. I was still confused as to why I am here.
"Yes, doctor. Can you tell me why I am here and what time is it?" I ask him. I need him to get to the point of why I am here so I can go home.
"Well, Mr. Crippen, it's 11:32 at night and you are here because you were shot three times which is why you have the stiches. Do you not remember?"
I heard the word shot and everything came back to me. Princeton, the Prostitute House, Ray. Where's Ray anyway? Anger started to fill up my body again. The heart rate monitor started beating rapidly causing two nurses to come rushing into the room.
"Mr. Crippen we are going to need to calm down, alright?" One of the female nurses ask me. It was hard, but I finally calmed down and so did the heart monitor. The two nurses left out the room leaving me and the male doctor alone again.
"Mr. Crippen are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. Listen did anybody named Rayan Lopez come by to see me?"
"Oh yes Mr. Lopez came by. He was pretty torn up about you. Are you sure you two aren't a couple?" Why does he want to know? I couldn't really say Ray was my boyfriend because we never got together. I loved him like that, but we just never made it officially.
"We are not a couple, we are just great friends," I sighed answering his question. Can't he just tell me when can I go home so I can find Ray and stop getting in my personal life?
"Oh that's the same thing he said. Well Mr. Crippen, we have to do a few more tests on you and then you can leave tomorrow. I'm Doctor White and if you have anymore questions let me know." I responded with a nod and he was about to walk out the room until he remembered something. "Oh and before I leave, Mr. Lopez wanted you to read this." He pulled a note out of his shirt pocket and gave to me then left. Why did Ray write a note when I'm going to see him when I get out of here? I unfolded it and started reading what he had to say.
Dear Prodigy,
By the time you get this note, you'll be awake and I'll be gone. I can't take it in New York anymore. There's nothing but trouble around here for me. I'll be starting over somewhere else fresh and new. Don't come looking for me. Don't be depressed about me. Just know I will always love you and wish you the best in life and that I'm finally living life the way I want to.
~Rayan Lopez
I saw a tear drop fall onto the paper. Can I really believe he left New York? I bet he's joking with me. He's probably still at that prostitute house along with the other ones. Or he's probably at my house waiting for me to get back with a special surprise. I just sat there and laughed even though tears were still falling. Dr. White came in and gave me a crazy look.
"Mr. Crippen, are you alright in here?"
"Yeah Doc, I'm fine. This note right here though. Whoo!" I said wipping tears from my eyes. He stood there until he finally said something,
"Alright then. Well get some rest Mr.Crippen. Goodnight," Dr. White said and left out the room.
I just laid there for the rest of the night flipping through channels on the television until I finally settled on The Jamie Foxx Show. When I get out of here, I'm going to find Ray tomorrow. He still has to be in New York, I just know it. I hope.
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Hey guys so here's the second chapter of Me, Myself, and I. Anyway doesn't Prodigy seem denial about Ray leaving New York? Oh well, he'll find out the hard way, babe.
On the flip side, I will have another story coming out soon that all I can say is that it will involve Drake and no MB. I'll be working on that one and this one at the same time. It might come out after this or during this. It's 6:27 p.m. where I am. So as I always say:
Vote, comment, spread something (anything but STDs), Happy early Fourth of July🎆🎆🎆, and DEUCES!!!
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