Later that night, 11:49 p.m.
Ace
"Sir! Sir!" You just can't go back there—"
"I need to see my daughter! I need to see her now!"
" I need your name sir."
"Ace Tahj Carter...." I say, running out of patience.
" Alright, you're on file as the father. The room number is 14. It's on the left..." she says. I make my way over there quickly.
When my mother called and told me that my daughter was in the hospital, I didn't know how to respond. I had to keep my cool, especially since Milly was in the car with me. I didn't want her to see me lash out, especially over this.
I busted inside the room, seeing Sandra holding her. The doctor was turned around, typing something in the computer.
"What's going on with her?"
"She's just a little sick. That's all."
"A little? Then why the fuck are you here in a fucking emergency room?" I say, getting a little irritated. I knew Sandra was being around the bush about what was going on and I didn't like it.
" Sir, your daughter has the case of the flu. I'm prescribing her some antibiotics to help it die down. I'll be back with the proper medication prescription..." the doctor says. I nod and wait until he was out to even speak to Sandra.
" How long you been here?"
"We've been here since 8....we had to wait for awhile, so we just got in here an hour ago, and that's when I called your mom..."
"Why couldn't you just call me?"
" I didn't need to. I had it all under control..."
" With the way my mom was sounding, it didn't seem like something you had under control. She was calling me saying that the baby couldn't breathe and shit..."
"Well maybe your mother shouldn't be so damn dramatic...besides, I called to talk to you."
"It didn't come across your mind to call my pager? Or my phone?" I ask, and Sandra rolls her eyes. It frustrated me when she would act all hard headed like this, especially in times like this.
"It doesn't matter now. She's good, so you can go...."
"Go?"
"Yeah. Go. We'll be leaving once I get her medicine."
"Well, can I see her tomorrow—"
"You can see her when it's your time with her. You could've had your little time with her earlier, but like always, you're a step late...." Sandra says. I was getting hot, but I did all I could to maintain myself.
"You're foul as fuck Sandra...." I say, walking toward the door.
"Hey, I'm not as bad as that child support. I should've had it set higher on yo' ass!
I was about to say something, but I had to remember where I was at. It was real funny hearing her talk about child support, especially when I pay at least 2,000 a month and only get to see my daughter every other week for one day.
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Fanfiction"Milan, come back. Please." Ace begged. She turned around, seeing the anxious look on his face. " I can't lose you. I can't...I need you." "Are you sure about that? Cause it looks clear to me what you really want in life. And it doesn't include m...
