WELCOME TO DEATH ROW !
( CHAPTER FIFTY THREE : A TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE. )
❝ AIN'T NO SUNSHINE WHEN SHE'S GONE. IT'S NOT WARM WHEN SHE'S AWAY. ❞EXCERPT : BILL WITHERS , AIN'T NO SUNSHINE.
Wednesday, May 1st, 1996 • Los Angeles, California
OMNISCIENT
"She's been put in a medically induced coma . . . a fucking coma. And the last thing she heard me say was I didn't want to speak to her." He shook his head in utter disbelief, using both of his hands to pound against the desk roughly.
"Believe it or not but since she was put in a coma at the scene of the accident, she has a better chance of recovering than if she was being put in a coma here at the hospital." The nurse reassured Larenz but that did little to ease his mind.
Mika lost control of her vehicle, causing it to spin in a circular motion before running off the road, striking a light pole. The electric currents shot right through her body but her adrenaline was so intense, she didn't feel the pain initially. When paramedics arrived at the scene and pulled her limp body out of the car, she eventually went into a state of shock.
While they prepared to transport her to the hospital, they induced her into a coma due to the damage her brain received. She was no longer responsive but that's what they needed, so her brain could heal from the swelling.
The media was ready to report the news. But they didn't know it was Mika because Larenz wanted it to be anonymous. He felt she got enough slandering in the media as it was so they had no idea who was in the accident.
"What do you mean I can't go back there?!" Larenz could overhear Jewell's yelling at the employees that were seated at the front desk. He quickly stepped out of the office and grabbed a hold of her arm. He noticed that she brought along company, which was Rage, Snoop, Kurupt, Daz and Nate.
"It's okay, they can come in." Larenz approved. "Only one at a time!" The receptionist raised her voice. Cedars was getting more and more strict. "Ladies first, go ahead Jewell. Rage you're next, then Kurupt, Snoop, Daz and Nate-"
"I wouldn't know what to say, especially during a time like this." Nate responded, shoving his hands into his pockets. "Sing. You know how much she loves your voice." Jewell placed her hand on the side of his face gently. She sighed to herself before taking slow steps to the room. She touched the cold door, not knowing what to expect to see on the other side of the it.
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