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I don't know what is up with me lately. For the past few days, my stomach had been killing me. At first it was just random pains. I didn't think anything of it because that happens sometimes.  But then it got more intense. To the point that I vomited.  And I don't vomit. Ever.

"Miss Fire?" I sighed and got up to follow the nurse. My dad walked in on me puking and thought I was pregnant so now im at the hospital. He's such an ass. I'm gay! Hello! Oh wait he doesn't know. Well I'm not. Pregnant that is. But I'm totally gay.

"Well Amina. I'm Dr. Grady. I'm an old friend of your father's and he asked me to speak to you right away. He's quite scared you know."  Scared my ass. He's so freaking stupid. First he doesn't want me to be gay and now he doesn't want me to be preggo. Make up0 your mind!

"If he called you because he thinks I'm pregnant that he can be no further from the truth. I defiantly not pregnant. Or sexually active for that matter." I  explained.  She sighed in relief.

"Good because telling your dad that you were pregnant is definitely not on my to do list." We both chuckled. My dad is pretty intense.

"But you obviously have something wrong with you because you wouldn't be here otherwise."

"Well I don't really know how to explain it. Lately I've been really sore. Like on my right side. And I puked several times in the past few days. I even went home because I had a fever! Look, I don't get sick. Like I really dont. Mabye once a year I get sick with like the flu but I never puke. Ever. Like the last time I puked was when I was like 12 because of food poisoning.  After that nothing."

She looked at me and jotted down my symptoms. She then checks my temperature and all of that other doctor shit. 

"I think I should take a blood sample. Don't freak out! I just want to confirm what I think it is and you can't figure out this illness by saliva so I need blood."

Blood. Ad in the red gooey stuff that I can't live without? Oh hell no.

"No. No way. You are not taking my blood so that you can somehow clone me and make little baby Amina's for infertile women. Or try to crossbreed me with a fish or an ape. Or put my DNA in rhe system so i can be labeled as a criminal. No way. I think I'll just stick with my puke instead." I rushed out and bolted out the doors.

I could hear her calling me but I was too scared to even think straight. I hate blood. And needles. And blood. Ugh. I need to get my mind off of this.

Picking my phone up I quickly called Tiri.

"Yello?" She answered. Copycat.

"Green." I snickered.

"Purple. What did you call me for?"

"What no hello?" I teased her and I could pratically see her roll her eyes.

"Hey baby" I blushed. Even over the phone she makes me blush.

"Hi. Can I come to your house?" I asked and shook my head to get rid of bloody images.

"What for?" Her voice got lower and I scowled at the red light.

"To talk perve."

"I wasn't even thinking that way. So whose the perve now?"

I sighed. "I'll be there in a few minutes."

"Ok see you later. Bye baby" She said and I smiled.

"Bye." I hung up and tossed my phone in the passenger seat.

"Shit! " I screamed in pain and quickly pulled over. I laud my seat back and took deep breaths. This pain has to fucking stop.

I waited for about five minutes before driving again. Normally it would come and go but it's just staying there. I pulled into Tiri driveway and hobbled up to her room.

"Ti?!" I called to her when I saw that she wasn't in her room.

"In the bathroom!"

"Ew!"

"Suck my cock!"

"I'm good! Just hurry up!" She didn't respond and my side started to hurt again so I laid on her bed.

I was too far gone in my pain that I failed to notice her slip into bed with me until she wrapped her arms around me.

"Hey baby." She kissed the back of my neck. I was in too much pain to respond so I just snuggled closer. She was warm and it was calming me down. But then heat flooded my side and the pain got worse.

"Fuck!" I whispered yelled to myself and pushed Tiri away from me. The pain was getting more intense by the second and I couldn't hold it anymore.

I screamed.

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