𝗢𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿 𝗗𝗶𝗮𝘇 》𝓘'𝓶 𝓝𝓞𝓣 𝓪 𝓯𝓸𝓸𝓵

I wouldnt leave

Isis

The doctor was wrapping a cast around my arm. "Your gonna wear this for 2 weeks and it should heal, once you take it off please put some muscle ointment on there, and you'll be fine."

Why can't I ever just have a break?
Life is just hitting me left and right with no mercy.
It's worse but better then staying in Rhode Island I can't explain it,this was supposed to be better for me but instead I'm in the hospital because of bitch ass people..

"Can I go to the bathroom?"
"Of course, right over there." She grabbed her clipboard and walked out.
I walked into the bathroom, I looked into the mirror with my messy hair and dulled looking eyes.

I couldn't help but cry out all my anger and frustration from life events. This is not what I wanted at all, I thought I was going to have fun seeing my cousin again but it's like she's barley there...because of my stupid mess.

I heard someone knock on the bathroom door, I quickly stop  crying..I took some tissue and wiped my nose. I washed my hand "one minute." I said. I cleared my throated and opened the door.

Monty was standing there with the sadness look on his face. "What's wrong?" I said
"..I'm sorry, I heard you crying.."
"Me?, Crying" I laughed falsely, "I wasn't crying."

He gave me this firm look, "okay I was but-"
"You don't have to explain yourself, I know it's hard I wasn't trying to embarrass you."
"Well you did a good job" I gave out a fake smile.

"Here's your bag, I put new clothes and shoes in there for you to wear."
"Thank you"
I grabbed the bag and went back into the bathroom, I quickly changed my outfit. I put my old clothes in the trash...it was ruined by blood.

The doctor talked to Monty before we left, we got home. "I filled everything up for you, okay? I just want you to chill and relax until your arm heal."
"Thank you, that was needed."
"I gotta get back to work, unless-"
"No, make money I'm fine."

"Please, if you need anything call or even talk to Monse."
"Monse?"
"Or try to talk to Monse."
I chuckled, "I'll see your girl's, MONSE PLEASE TAKE CARE OF HER." he left.

Monse came out her room, she sat next to me. "Does it hurt?" She said
"Not as bad as you think."
"Did it hurt?..."
"I couldn't feel it at first" I put my head down. She didn't say anything back.
"How come you didn't say anything about spooky?"

"...Because I actually like you here, I know my dad hates that I'm with Cesar but he sorta deal with it because he knows he's a good kid. But spooky...it's another story, so please don't bring him back here or have my dad find out because he'll probably send you back."

"I'll be careful, are you still mad at me?"
"I don't know, I'm surprised you made it through Stacy.."
"I fought her"
"Really?"
I nodded my head, Monse laughed.
"Wow, I thought that was a toxic relationship that was gonna last forever."

"Those don't last.....my mom told me I'm staying here up until this summer, then I'm leaving ."
"Wait what?, really?"
"Yeah, were moving to Texas."
"Texas!?, that's far, why can't she just come to LA?"
" I don't think LA is the best fit for my mom I don't think she likes LA."

"This is bullshit."
" I know, I just want to tell you just so we can have more time together and be considerate of it."
"...war is starting in this town"

"Wut do you mean?"
"After What Latrell did then Eric homeboys, it's gonna be bad...real bad."
"Maybe I can try and stop it."
"My dad told me to look out after you that's what I'm doing so with that being said do not get in the middle of it. you'll end up getting yourself hurt or worse tortured for the rest of your life."