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layla☘️
i was in the hospital room eating my food my mom bought me when zay burst in the room like a psycho.
"what tf did you to yourself" zay yelled at me. i just stared at him. "you can't hear" he said pointing to his ear.
"no i'm just trying figure out who you yelling at" i replied. "you" he said back. "man i aint got time for this i got too much shit going on " i said to him.
"you mean the shit you brought on yourself" he said. "now again wtf did you do to yourself" he continued. i went silent.
"now why tf you went to try to get revenge on some niggas that will kill with no hesitation" he said calmer. "bc them niggas could've took you away frm me that's why" i replied.
"and they almost took you away me" he yelled. "i'm sorry" i said fumbling with my fingers.
"what the doctors say" he asked. "nothing good" i replied. "whatchu mean" he said.
"i have a 75% chance of walking again" i told him. "so you can't walk right now" he asked. "duh nigga you see me standing up" i said sarcastically.
"i gotta do 7 mouths of physical therapy" i continued. "so you gon be popping wheelies in the middle of the hallway" he said laughing.
"nothing is funny abt this situation" i said getting angry. "a situation you put on yourself" he told me. "can you stop pls" i semi yelled.
"ok i get it i mad a bad decision you don't gotta keep throwing it in my face" i continued. "aww it's okay imma buy you a lil stereo to put on your wheelies" he said while grabbing my cheeks.
i slapped his hands away. "what did i just say" i said. "and what did i just say" he replied. "i'm just tryna make light outta a bad situation" he continued.
i rolled my eyes. "whatever" i said. "it's alright ma i'll push you around and take you to your physical therapy sessions" he said kissing me on the cheek.
"i love you zay" i smiled. "i love you too" he replied. then he kissed me. i then deepened it. "uh mmh" i heard a voice.
me and zay unlocked lips and i looked towards the door. "who is this" my mom said.
"is this tht zay boy you keep talking abt" my mom continued. "mom pls don't embarrass me" i replied.
"hopefully good things" he said turning around. "hi i'm zay" he continued. "i kno" my mom said
"oh and just let you know i didn't tell layla to do what she did she came up with that ALL on her own" he told my mom putting emphasis on all.
"okay mom can you leave now me and zay was doing something" i said. "looks like yall was doing something alright" she replied.
"ok mom leave pls" i said rolling my eyes. she waved my off she left the room. zay came back into on the bed.
"now where were we" i told him while pulling his shirt interlocking out lips.
