Behind Closed Doors

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Riley's POV~

After skoo was over with, Of course I ain't go, April had agreed to take us to the hospital and back home. I had texted Hiro and Caesar earlier this mornin to wear all black for this shit. We finsta find out what's really happenin behind closed doors.

We all look clean than a mug. Even April wore all black. Nobody told her ugly ass too but she did anyways. Caesar's bitch ass prolly told her to.

We all sat in the car with the music blasting as we sped down the road.

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We just pulled up to the hospital. We all hopped out the car except for April. "Be safe." She said, looking at all of us. We nodded our heads then walked in the building.

As we walked in, some nigga with tattoos on his face bumped into me without saying excuse me. I turn around then look at him, mean muggin. He turned around too, looking me up and down like he got a problem.

"Riley, come on." Caesar rushed. I looked at the dude one more time then walked off. "Ugly ass nigga." I mumbled, shaking my head. I caught up with Hiro and Caesar.

We got on the elevator then reached Jazmines floor. Hiro had sneaked his moms nurse ID in order to let us go through a bunch of these unnecessary ass doors.

We all nodded our heads to each other then started the plan. I got the recorder on my phone ready to go. Me and Hiro threw our hoods on then sat in different parts of the waiting room. Caesar waited for a perfect time to catch one of Jasmine's parents or any doctor who approached the room to ask if her parents were even in there and to stall any other oncoming doctors from going in there.

A few minutes had passed. I gotta take a piss, so this shit needs to be quick. I watch as a nurse finally walks out of Jazmine's room with a clipboard in her hand. Right as Caesar had approached her, Hiro and I stood up and started to walk towards the room.

He gave us the signal that meant her parents ain't even here and that the coast is clear. We had came up with a bunch of different signals for different outcomes. A bird call meant that ain't nobody here. Hiro and I smirked then smoothly walked into her room.

The smell of foamy germ-x and rubber gloves lingered all throughout the damn air in here. I felt goosebumps comin on. I swear I fuckin hate hospitals. It's cold as fuck too. As I walked to her bed, Hiro started looking through some files that was in here on the computer near her bed.

As I stopped at the side of her bed. I couldn't do anything but just stare at her. The light in here is dim as fuck. She look like she's sleeping so peacefully and shit. I shake her a little. "Jazmine.." I whispered, waitin on her response, getting my recorder ready.

She didn't even flinch. I know dis hoe ain't sleepin that damn hard. I shake her a little harder than before. "Yo, Wake yo ass up, bitch. You got some explaining to do, hoe." I said in my normal voice. She still didn't even move.

I looked back at Hiro. "What's wrong with this bitch? I bet she fakin. What you got against Huey, huh? Do you hate that nigga for puttin you in here?" I turned back around, asking.

I know she can fucking hear me. "I'm finna slap her." I told Hiro then raised my hand getting ready to hit this bitch.

"Wait, bro stop!" Hiro whispered/yelled. I turned around to face him again. "What, nigga? Didn't you see me bout to slap this hoe up?" I frustratedly asked. This whole situation is annoying as hell now, and a nigga really gotta take a piss.

His eyes widen as he scanned some papers. "Shit...." He mumbled. "What?" I impatiently asked. He looked at me with a sad expression. "She's....in a coma, Riley. That's why she haven't said anything yet." He says, shocking me.

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