23 year old Morgan Bellamy has tunnel vision. She works tirelessly to take care of the people she loves, putting their needs before her own, until she meets someone who put her first.
The eye of the storm, a moment of peace, a breath of calm. While...
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It'd been about a week and a half since Morgan returned from the hospital. Walking was harder than she expected since both of her wounds were on the same side of her body, all the pain concentrated there. Her whole body was hurting but her left side was the epicenter of it all.
Usually Samir would be there to help her around her apartment but he was at work, and so was Kionni. Morgan could barely manage getting out of bed like she usually would, as soon as she opened her eyes, her body was stinging. Her pills made her extremely drowsy so taking them was better for when she was in bed for the day.
This morning, she was feeling it pretty badly. She'd been in bed since she woke up at 8, and it was now noon. She made it to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face but that was about it as far as moving around was concerned. She groaned in frustration, picking up her phone to call Talia and see if she was available to come help.
"Hello-Tristan get your ass down. Hello? Morgan?" Talia greeted, sounding flustered.
"Hey boo. You sound busy, you busy?" she wondered, picking at her nails.
"Just a little. Me and Tristan are at the doctors again, his asthma has been acting up recently. Why what's up, babe?"
"Oh no, don't worry about it, Lee. I'll call you later okay?"
"Morgan are you okay? I'll try and come after his appointment if you need me," she continued.
"No Talia, you got Tris to worry about, I'll be alright, sis. Bye!" she called before she had the chance to protest and hung up.
She sighed and decided to text Samir and see what time he'd be home.
: mir what time are you coming back?
papa🥰: after 5 baby. why you okay?
: i just wanna get some food 🙃 im starving and i cant stand up long it hurts.
papa🥰: im coming now
: no samir, you're working. should i just get uber eats or something?
papa🥰: morgan how are you gonna get to the door? im coming or im sending my mama over there. which would you rather?
Morgan groaned loudly again, not wanting either thing to happen. She hated putting people out of their way, she just wanted to be able to do it herself.
papa🥰: morgan im calling mama. stay in the bed till she get there
papa🥰: im not playing with you.
She rolled her eyes, responding telling her she would stay. She didn't know how Ms. Delilah was gonna get in but she decided to let him handle it before he busted in her apartment fussing at her.
