SwitchUp (Urban)

♥ Room 304 ♥

Alicia

I woke up in an unfamiliar room, in an unfamiliar bed.

I then realized that I was in the city. I actually came here to help out my mom. I invited her over to my hotel room and to figure out her living situation.

At around 6:30 she finally knocked on my hotel room door.

I was actually surprised that they let her in, especially considering her crack head appearance.

"Mom!!" I said, hugging her. She smelled like period scent and b.o.

I immediately pulled away from her grasp and she heaved a big sigh. I smelled a whiff of her breath. I almost vomited.

"Mom, when was the last time you took a shower?" I asked.

"Sincceee I stayeddd with Kennethh." She stuttered.

"Mom, take off your coat. It smells." She took Off her coat and grabbed a baggie of white powder from her pocket.

I snatched it from her.

"Mommy!!! I thought you quit this!" I said, whining.

She shook her head, not saying much of anything. This was so not like her.

"Go to take a shower and I'll give you some fresh clothes."

I sat on my bed, head in my hands.

Dear God, please help my mom get better, stop using drugs and get her life back on track. In Jesus name I pray, amen.

I gave her my old Pink sweat suit and a pair of old puma running sneakers.

She put on her clothes.

"Thissss iss warmmm." She said, looking spaced out.

"Gottt anyyy foodddd?" She asked. I helped her to the fridge, where I had a container of lasagna and and sprite.

"Is this good?" I asked.

"Yeahhhh, delishhh."

She ate her food in silence. I looked in front of me at this woman who I used to call my mom. She looked so different. Where was her usual curly hair tied back into a ponytail? Where was her annoying laughing and warm smile? Most importantly, where was my mom and best friend?

"Thankssss." She said, picking up her coat.

"Is that it?" I asked, hugging her.

"Yeah, me and Kenneth gonnaaa doo ahh lill summ summ. " she winked.

"Bye mom." I said, wiping a stray tear that fell down my face.

She didn't respond and walked out.

Hakim

I was sitting in the bed, scrolling through channels by myself when Jace and Chantel came in.

"Yo! babe!" I exclaimed, half angry and half happy at the same time. "I been in here for almost a month and you guys haven't visited yet! ...Wait. Why are you two even together?"

"We just met up at the lobby." Chantel said.

"Anyway, how ya doin my n*gga? You found that truck driver yet?" Jace asked. "If you do, beat his ass."

Chantel bursted out laughing, smacking him on the arm.

"Ummm.. No." I said, letting out a chuckle.

"How is your legs feeling?" Chantel asked me, rubbing my sore legs.

"Not so good. Imma need physical therapy for a couple months." I told them, sighing.

"Aww, poor baby." Chantel said.

"Well, imma go take a nap." I said, yawning.

"Great! Bye!" Chantel said hurriedly and left.

I looked at her surprised.

"I mean, bye honey!" She waved, blowing a kiss.

"Bye Jace." I said, giving him a nod.

Alicia

It was Sunday, and the club was closed because the hardwood floors were getting cleaned.

I didn't have anything to do, so decided to visit Hakim.

I jumped in my car and drove to the hospital and got in without a problem.

"Hey!" A nurse said to me. "Aren't you Hakims girlfriend?"

"No!" I said, chuckling. "Chantel is. She's that girl with the blondish hair."

"Oh. Umm..Sorry. I saw her and some guy earlier today kissing." she mumbled.

I walked up to the vending machine, picking up some sour skittles and a coffee cake.

"Did you get that for me!?" Hakim joked.

"No, but you can have the skittles." I said, giving him the bag.

"Thanks," he said, opening it.

"So, how have you been?" I asked while munching on a coffee cake.

"Good, I just miss walking, and stuff. I've been laying in the bed for the longest."

"Wow." I said. "How's-"

I was interrupted by the Nurse I had seen in the lobby come in.

"Hakim, I have great news!" She announced.

"What?" He asked.

"Well, your results came in and everything's good. You'll only have to be in physical therapy for at most, 2 months!"

"Yay!" I cheered, running my fingers along the back of Hakim's hands. He shook it off.

"You could help me when I'm in physical therapy!" Hakim shouted.

I hesitated.

"What about Chantel?" I asked.

"She can too. I was just saying that you had a car, that's why." He said.

"Great." The nurse said. "I'll leave you some paperwork, Hakim, and you can pick out a location closest to you for PT."

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Quick little boring chapter. Next one has soooooooooooo much drama. I hope your prepared.

I feel so bad for Alicias mom.
To all my readers, DONT DO DRUGS!!!