House Call

Chapter 28: Snip Snip

Tiffany's POV

3 hours had passed and I had been in this damn room trying every which way I could think of to escape, but nothing was working. They came in just about every 30 minutes to check on me, and since I could hear them coming, I was able to hide what I was doing. 

"Hey! I need to pee!" I screamed.

A few minutes later Sanders came in and untied me, but then he handcuffed me and walked me to the bathroom. 

"How am I supposed to wipe myself if my hands are behind my back?"

He looked at me as if he was about to have some sympathy, but then looked over at Lopez and seemed to have a change of heart. "Look, you can either figure it out or you can call one of us to do it for."

I took a step back and kicked the door shut in his face. I wiggled my pants down and bent down and grabbed my cell phone, and the first and only person I could think to call was Wyatt. I unlocked it with my thumb print, and then went through my contacts, he was still on my favorites.

I called and placed the phone on the floor, then laid down so I could place my ear to it. It rang 3 times and then it went to voicemail.

'You've reached Dr. Wyatt Bradshaw, Neonatal Surgeon. If this is a life threatening emergency, please call 911 immediately. Leave your name and number and I will be sure to call you back at my earliest convince, thanks, and have a great day."

I had to think about the best way to actually pull this off without drawing attention from pinky and the brain out there. 

When I heard the beep I went in. "I am just lost at the fact that y'all really kidnapped me and brought me to Reggie's house! Like seriously, y'all got me in here handcuffed, this is bullshit! How do you feel about yourselves? Huh Sanders? Huh Lopez? Ugh, now I gotta wipe my own ass from the back!"

I hung up and then grabbed the phone and made sure I had it on silent, then stuffed it in the towel rack that was next to the shower. I flushed the toilet and tried to pull my pants up but was failing miserably. 

"Sanders I need some help in here.... and some hand sanitizer!"

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Wyatt's POV

"Lilian, what are you doing here?" I asked. 

She looked disappointed. "I am your mother and will be addressed as such young man."

My phone started ringing and I looked to see that it was Tiffany, I sent her ass to voicemail and put my phone back into my lab coat. "Listen, you lost the right to be called someone's mother long time ago. Why are you here?"

"Well, I was hoping we could talk and straighten things out."

I folded my arms. "There's no need for any of that, the time for such things has come and gone. I don't have time nor room in my life for any additional drama and unnecessary problems."

She looked like she was about to cry. "I can understand that baby, you're a grown man and you're doing damn well for yourself. I'm not here to be your mother, I was hoping I could at least start as your friend." She looked at my ring. "You're married?"

My phone was vibrating and I looked and saw that Tiffany left me a message. "Ugh no, I'm engaged."

"WOW, that thing is huge! Congrats Wyatt, I'm happy that you're doing well. Despite it all, and I know I played the biggest role in the madness, but I am sorry." She said. 

She reached into her purse and pulled out her business card. "Here, I'm in town for the week for a conference and I'd love to see you and meet your fiancé, only if you want to."