Women that say No ll

Chapter 20

(I updated & added to chpt 19–>so read the last couple pages again) 🙃

"What happened!!?" Angela exclaimed a nervous wreck dashing threw the waiting room doors of the hospital.

Against my better judgement I set there after having Rick taken to the hospital. I had never been more afraid than seeing him collapse onto me out of nowhere. The humane side of me felt empathy for Rick regardless of what he had done to me. He could've been dead, Hell we were still waiting to find out. I didn't know what else to do when the doctors asked me was I his wife. I gave them Angela's number and the nurse placed a courtesy call.

Not far behind Angela was Rick Sr. Who made me feel like I had seen a ghost. I was so frozen that it took me a moment to digest the question she was asking.

"Where is Rick!?" Angela repeated once she made it closer.

"He's back there they haven't told me anything."

"Oh God! I hope he's okay! Where's the nurse." Angela nervously ranted as she looked for the nearest station heading over there.

Rick sr's eyes didn't come off of me for one second. With his hands in his pocket he trailed closer and closer to me speechless.

"You better hope he survives." He finally uttered.

"This is your fault, not mine."

"After everything my son did for you. You pushed him to this."

"Pushed him to what!? He was upset because of you."

Angela wondered back over and Rick Sr silenced embracing her into a hug as the doctors came out grasping all of our attention.

"He's stable for now, he ingested quite a bit of Xanax. Has he ever attempted suicide?"

Angela bursted into tears crying hysterically as Rick sr shook his head no. I could tell they both were emotionally distraught and I knew I shouldn't be here not right now.

My entire drive home I kept rewinding everything. Ultimately coming to the fact that I couldn't believe Rick attempted suicide and drove to me at that. My mind was running in circles. I couldn't be there in that environment and from the way Rick Sr. Was staring at me. I shouldn't be.

I just didn't want to be alone. I needed to be held by someone. My mental was at an all time low and I was tired of being alone. This was the type of thing I didn't want to get from Ms.Youlus. I needed Steph. I missed my babies most of all.

As the night came to a close I ended up in the arms of Steph. Something I didn't expect but it seemed like I felt so safe with him. He kept insisting on me telling him what happened. But I just couldn't talk about it, I just wanted peace and serenity.

What Steph didn't know. We were both broken people attempting to fix one another. I fell asleep in his arms forgetting about the situation with Rick and awoke to the coldness of the dark.

"Steph?" I whispered, and he responded with a groan.

"Can we talk?"

He grumbled clearing his throat as his grip around me readjusted and tightened, kissing the top of my head. "Yeah."