𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐌$ || 𝚅𝙰𝙻𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙸𝙰 𝙲𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁 [𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃]

chapter seventeen

I spent all night in the hospital, the doctors were drawing blood from me and running a bunch of test. By 1 am I had fell off of some strong ass medicine I was given. My nurse, Nurse Jackie, didn't wake me back up, she must've knew I needed the sleep. Which I did. I could honestly wait until the morning for the results. The medicine she gave me knocked me out and dismissed all of my pain.

My dad came in last night before I went to sleep, but he had to leave early this morning because he has a meeting. Milan left too, but her and my mom stayed with me all night. Mom left this morning to take Blue to dance. Since everyone was practically gone, I told Drake that now would be a good time for him to come see me. I don't want anybody interrupting us.

"Hello, is there a Miss Carter in here?" I look up from my phone to see Drake peeking his head in the door. 

I laugh softly and shake my head. "Boy what are you doing?" I ask giggling. 

"I got you something." Drake held up a small Chanel bag as he walked to the edge of my bed. He leaned down and pecked my lips, I gave him a soft hug. "You look beautiful with no makeup on." 

I smile and shake my head. "Thank you, but you don't have to lie to me." I say blinking slowly. 

"How do you feel?" He asked sitting down in the chair and pulling it closer to the bed. 

"High." I say breathing slowly and closing my eyes. 

"Oh they gave you the good stuff huh?" He asked chuckling. 

I nod my head. "Yep." I respond with a smile on my face. "I can't feel a thing..." I sing. 

"Mm, lucky you." Drake said touching my hand softly and then holding it. "I wanna take you out the country." He said catching me off guard. 

"Where are we going?" I ask smiling. "When are we going?" 

"We can go wherever you wanna go." Drake said smiling at me. 

I smile and nod my head slowly. I could slowly feel myself dozing off. "Can we go to Ibiza?" 

"Ibiza? That's fancy, sounds fun." Drake said rubbing circles on the backside of my hand. 

I nod, "I've never been." I inform him. "It's on my bucket list." 

"You wanna know what's on my bucket list?" Drake asked. 

"Yes!" I say getting excited. "What?" 

"Marrying you." 

I open my eyes just to catch a glimpse of his face, before closing them and feeling sleepy again. It feels like I just took a bunch of Melatonin , but I was still excited about what he just told me. Every little girl dreams of getting married, with a big wedding and the man of her dreams. That is one of my dreams, but right now I wanna dream about finding out what's wrong with me.