My Guy Bestfriend (Completed)

Chapter Eleven

Nivea's POV

Today, I get released from the hospital, I am ecstatic. My body feels a little better than before, but the nurse still told me to take it easy. So, I guess I'll just go over some routines with the girls, instead of participating myself. The nurse came in and flashed me a bright smile and I returned it the same way.

"So, all I need you to do is fill a few papers out and I'll get your discharge papers for you and you will be free to go, but like I said take it easy. I would recommend you take a break from cheering for at least two weeks," The nurse said unhooking the IV. Sitting up, a frown spread across my face.

That's not what I expected to hear, but I have no choice but to listen for my own good.

After filling out some papers, I asked the receptionist to dial Jerome's number for me. Midway through giving her his number, I felt someone's arms snake around me causing me to jump."Never mind, here he is," I said rolling my eyes. Elbowing Jerome in his stomach for scaring me, I took off in the opposite direction. Jerome jogged up to me and smacked me on the butt. "Ugh, that shit hurt," I said rubbing my butt.

"Can you take me to get get another phone?" I asked Jerome after we were both settled in the car. He looked at me and I saw him tense up. Immediately, I got nervous, because I didn't know if he wanted me to have a phone after what happened. Holding my breath, I began to wring my fingers. The silence was slowly killing me.

"Under one condition," Jerome said.

"OK," I breathed.

"The only people number you can have is your family, you don't need and friends," he said with a stern look.

"That's fair," I said choosing my words carefully. Jerome started the car and we took off. Half an hour later, we pulled up to sprint. Opening my wallet, I checked to make sure I still had my receipt. Fortunately, I did and we got out and I looked around in search of the phone I already had. When I found it, as if on cue a lady walked up behind me.

"Hi, may I help you with anything?" She asked.

"Yes, I'm looking to get the Iphone5c. I already had it, but it got broken. So, I was looking to just replace it with my years warranty," I said. She got it for me and took it out the box and turned it on. Typing into her computer, then she picked the phone up to program it. She placed it back down on the counter. Hopefully this is not gonna take as long as it did the first time I got my phone.

"You will be getting getting a new number," she informed me. I just nodded my head. This is just great. The worse part of all of this everything was on my last phone and Sd card. Contancts, pictures, videos and important dates. Oh well, I'll just put my new number on facebook, whoever see it just see it. Jerome get on my nerves, he need to learn how to control his anger and we wouldn't even be here. This will be the fifth the phone I've gotten in the past six months. Minutes later, the lady handed me my phone and let me know I was all set up and to have a nice day.

Dontae's POV

When Tiffany told me Nivea was in the hospital, I nearly fell over laughing. Maybe, I should've been feeling a little more remorseful, yet all I could do is laugh at her. She had it coming, from what Tiffany said she got what she was asking for. Its been months since Nivea and I broke up, and I've never felt better.

Today I planned on spending some quality time with Tiffany. She has been asking me nonstop, but I have been busy with school and work. I'm caught up on all my assignments now and I have time to spare and my boss gave me the weekend off. I finished taking a shower and wrapped the towel around my waist. Looking through my clothes, I pull out some dark faded blue jeans along with a purple polo shirt. Pulling my clothes on, I pulled my socks out my top drawer and put them on along with my Nike hi-tops. Usually, I don't care about my appearance, but Tiffany is all over ya boy when I'm looking fresh. Brushing my head, I make sure my waves looking right before I spray on some cologne. Last time I wore it, Tiffany couldn't keep her hands off me. Grabbing my keys I locked up and left.