She's a keeper

28

Nelli's perspective

I woke up in the morning to the worst pain ever, not worse than getting shot but it was up there with that feeling. I screamed at the top of my lungs. It was a reaction that I couldn't control, I had no other outlet to express the pain I was in.

Izzy wasn't next to me in the bed but his space was still warm so I'm guessing he just left the bed.

"CLARISSA!!!!"  I shrieked in pain. I was in so much pain I was sweating. A couple seconds later, Izzy limped towards me with speed.

"What's wrong?" He moved the bedsheet off of me and there was a puddle of blood, definitely wasn't my period. I lifted up my top to see my wound leaking. My stitches must've ripped. I screamed even louder

"There's nobody here except us, Im gonna have to call the ambulance" He hobbled over to the nightstand picking up my phone and dialled the number. He called and they said they'd be here in the next 20 minutes. He asked what he should do until they got here and they told him to apply pressure. I was literally trembling. He sat beside me and put my head on his lap. He slowly slid my top off and folded it into an almost perfect square and pressed it hard on my wound. Couldn't he take off his own... perv. With his other hand he fanned me. I was a hot mess, literally my body feels like its on fire right now.
The ambulance arrived and I was rushed to the hospital where they stitched me back up again and drugged me up. I was so drowsy.

"I used your thumbprint while you were asleep to unlock your phone. I texted your younger brother to come. Im gonna go now, thank you for everything. I honestly rate what you did regardless of how much of a prick I was to you."

I couldn't even answer him properly I felt like I was gonna pass out. He left the room before I could speak and I didn't have the energy to call him. Instead I fell asleep.

I woke up to Vianni in my face.

"What the fuck?"

"Ayyy your breath kicks" He laughed while sitting back in his seat. "Your stitches got redone. Does it hurt?"

I shook my head no.

"Do you feel like you can come home?"

"Deffo, get me out of here"

He laughed as he helped me sit up. We rang for a nurse to come.

"Where's everyone else?" I asked only just realising V was alone.

"Jas is at colly and she has to do a resubmission before she leaves, Kingsley and Tion are not answering, Glory's phones off and Emmanuel... I  didn't call him.

"Yeah? Good, sick of that boy. I blame him" I rolled my eyes.

"How did you get here" He asked while fiddling with his phone. My ability to lie right now is very bad because Im still abit out of it.

"I called the ambulance duh" I said while readjusting myself.

"The nurse asked about a boy who was here earlier, she mentioned that she had to fix s very deep cut on his leg" He said while piercing into my soul like he knew exactly who it was.  My body instantly got hurt, I could burst into flames right now.

"It was that Izz yute, wasn't it?"

See the thing is with me and Vianni, we're basically twins. He was actually born a year too late. He's my bestfriend before Jas or anyone else. He knows me better than anyone in the world. He knows I'm lying and I can feel the anger thats bubbling up inside of him.

"Let me explain" I said waving my hands in defence.

"Go"

"You guys fucked him over so bad last night, he was in the alleyway on the floor. I had to fix him up myself or he would've snitched. He fell asleep at Clarissa's and when I woke up she was at work and Mela was gone. He was the only one there"

"If I find out you're fucking with him like that after his little joint enterprise, you're a dumb bitch who can never chat to me again"

"Shut up Vianni, fucking respect me."

That comment honestly pissed me off so much I don't even wanna talk to V anymore. I detached myself from the drip , struggled off the bed and proceeded to stand up and hobble out the room.

"Where you going you have to wait for the nurse" He said attempting to stop me from leaving I pushed him out my way and continued walking.
"Go away." I snatched my arm from him yet again and almost lost my balance.  As much as it killed me I speed walked to the closest exit. He stopped following me after a while. I really don't want to speak to anyone right now. I booked my cab and got home. I left my keys at Clarissa's. This is amazing and I'm not really tryna burst my stitches climbing through the window.

I banged on the door just to test my luck, nope still nobody. I slid my hand through the letterbox. To my surprise it open, wooww they didn't double lock the door? It means whoever left was in a rush, gone round the corner or completely irresponsible. First place I went was the kitchen.  I'm starving. There was cold chinese in the fridge.  With the way I was drugged up, I felt like I was gonna pass out soon.

I took it up to my room and laid down on my bed. I didn't even finish the food. I just kept replaying the events that led up to this shit on my belly.

I hate everyone and everything. I've known Ocean since I was  12 years old I don't understand what went wrong in out friendship for her to ever do me dirty. It makes no sense.

I never ever did anything to Emmanuel. In my opinion, I was perfect. There's no more I could've possibly done. I was willing to do everything and more for him. Niggas are selfish right? Cos that still wasn't enough for his bitchass.

Ohhh dont even get me started on Izzy. With his shit story. I really hate these niggas. How can he do that? Then tell me "because I liked you" yeah well I liked my skin but now it has a scar I didn't ask for. We can't always get what we want. Little cunt.

I was deep in my thoughts and Kingsley buss into my room.

Kingsley- Is that my Chinese?

Me- Rah. I've just come out the hospital and you're coming in here shouting about chinese. Can't even ask how I am nah?

Kinsley- Im not in the mood for your attitude Nelli,  just cos you're crippled don't mean you can chat to me like that.

Why is everyone just getting on my nerves today. I felt myself getting heated.

Me- You know what take your fucking chinese. It was rubbish anyways.

Without putting the lid back on, I placed one hand on my wound and with the other I threw the box at him. He looked at me like he wanted to kill me.

Me- You can get out now.

I rolled over and faced the wall. The medication was starting to wear off at this point.  The pain was coming back. I need to sleep this off.