ROC
I was sitting in Nique's hospital room for what seemed like forever, when finally the doctor came back.
Roc: How is she?
Doctor: She's fine...she's gonna wake up with one hell of a headache though. Here's some meds.
Roc: Well what happened? Why'd she just fall out like that?
Doctor: She's under a lot of stress. Need I remind you, stress is not good for the her or the baby.
Roc: Well is the baby ok?
Doctor: The baby is...fine. For now.
Roc: For now? What do you mean for now?
Doctor: If this continues, there's a chance she may go into early labor. A little too early. So I suggest she stay on bed rest for a couple weeks. As little stress as possible, no heavy lifting, and stay away from spicy foods.
Roc: Will she wake up soon?
Doctor: She should've been up a while ago, she must be tired.
Nique: *groans* Where am I?
Doctor: I'm your Doctor. Remember me, Dr. Kennel.
Nique: Yes, you're my OB/GYN. But why am I here?
Doctor: You should probably ask your husband that. Anyway, you're free to go when you come to. And remember, no stress! *leaves*
Nique: Oh my god.
Roc: You ok?
Nique: No, my head is killing me.
Roc: Take these. *hands her the meds* Ready to go?
Nique: *takes them* Yes.
We left the hospital and by the time we got home, she was wide awake.
Roc: What are you stressed about?
Nique: Huh?
Roc: What are you so stressed about?
Nique: Why it doesn't matter anyway?
Roc: Because I'm worried about you and the baby. I know we been going through some shit, but I ain't know you was gonna end up in the hospital.
Nique: I'm fine. Thanks.
Roc: Zonnique, damn how hard are gonna make this for me?
Nique: I'm going to take a shower. *goes upstairs*
Roc: Zonnique! *goes upstairs*
Nique: *in the shower*
Roc: *goes in the bathroom* Zonnique!
Nique: Why can't you just let this go?
Roc: Because I care! I know, ok I've been a asshole lately. But sometimes you just do shit that makes me mad, aight? Sometimes I say shit and I don't mean it, but I'm sorry.
Nique: *gets out the shower* Can we just do this in the morning? *gets dressed*
Roc: *sighs* Ok, goodnight.
Nique: Night.
BRE
I woke up from a long night with Jacob and felt his arms wrapped around me. I lightly picked them up and tried to get out of bed, only to be pulled back in by his strong arms.
Jacob: Don't leave.
He let out a tired groan and turned me around to face him.
Bre: Are you for real this time?
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BPLS: The Finale
FanfictionBahja, Bre, and Zonnique have been through it all together. Kidnappings, murders, you name it, they've been through it. They've been so close for as long as they can remember. There's so many memories they share. But there are also still so many sec...
