Don't Play With Fire

Chapter Fifteen

"You are very lucky." The doctor said with a sigh. "Any deeper and we'd have to amputate it but luckily the knife you.. 'tripped' on didn't sever the penis."

I smiled and nodded softly, laying back in the bed as I held the ice pack to my crotch. "Thanks doc." I said simply and he nodded before walking out. I heard a snort and I looked over to see Stef covering his mouth, his shoulder bouncing which let on that he was laughing. "Shut up." I huffed.

"I'm sorry." He said, his head shaking. "It's just.. Flower stabbed you in the dick and damn near took it off. That's fucking hilarious to me." I silently flipped him off, shifting in my spot as I felt the coldness of the ice pack start to make me numb. "You really cheated?" I nodded softly and he sighed, pulling a chair up at my bedside and leaning over. "What are you going to do?"

I shrugged and picked at the bed sheets. "I don't know." And I honestly meant that.

I knew I fucked up, only thing I could wish for was that Flower found it in herself to forgive me. And that seemed.. dauntingly unreachable from where I sat. So, I rolled out of the bed and winced with each step as I grabbed my clothes. "Woah, what are you doing?" Stef questioned, standing up as I struggle to slid my legs into the sweats I was brought.

"I gotta get back and talk to Flower." I pulled the hospital gown off and pulled my shirt on, then slid on my shoes. "I have to make it right."

"You just got stitches, Y/n. You need to relax.. that said you can leave in a few hours-"

"Flower cannot sit angrily for a few hours, Stef." I exasperated, my head shaking as I grabbed my phone. "It's going to eat at her and she's going to think too much and it's.. I just can't let that happen."

Knowing he couldn't stop me, he sighed softly before following me out of the hospital where I snuck past the nurses and quickly made it out of the hospital and into the car.

I knew the stages that Flower went through. First it was anger, blinding anger. Then the self loathing questioning. Where did she go wrong.. what did she do, what could she have done differently? Followed by another surge of anger but less on a person and more on-

"Fuck her damn whiskey!" I flinched when I heard a loud crash inside of the house, followed by a guttural scream.

"Uh.." Stef scratched behind his ear and took a step back. "I think I'm gonna sit this one out sis.. good luck." He gave me a thumbs up before quickly sliding back into his car and just sitting there. Not even pulling off just.. sitting.

Understandable.

I twisted the doorknob and walked in, following the path of destruction. Glasses were on the floor, magazines, clothes- my clothes.

"Xen I need you to breathe." I heard Cindy say from the bedroom. "Look at me and breathe-"

"Fuck breathing I wanna drown that bitch." My eyes widened and I stopped outside of the bedroom. "I am going to find that little girl and I am going to choke her with her own thotty ass, Victoria's Secret wholesale thong. And then-" I accidentally leaned too far and fell into the door making it creek open, instantly giving away I was there. I quickly turned around and damn near dove into the closet.

"For the love of God." Cindy huffed and I heard angry footsteps.

"Where the fuck are you? I hope it's still attached because I'm not done!" Flower exclaimed and I looked down, practically feeling the throb of my penis though I was drowning in pain meds.

I heard the doorknob jiggle and I let out a shaky breath before protecting my boys. Then, the door swung open and I saw Cindy, instantly making me let out a breath of relief. "Get up." She hissed quietly and picked me up before shoving me down the hall and into her bedroom. "Stay." She said and closed it, walking back out.