"Pass the ball!" I said aloud as I watched the basketball game on my phone. She groaned and started to wake up. "My fault I didn't mean to wake you" I said rubbing her back. "C'mon go back to sleep, you gotta get some rest." She had been up all night and had only went to sleep a little while ago.
She nodded her head and laid down slowly, resting the back of her head on my stomach.
"Are you hungry? I ordered you some soup."
"Thank you" She said softly.
"How you feeling?"
"My throat hurts but I'll be fine"
"Who did this to you Paris?" I questioned. I knew it hurt her to talk but I needed to know.
"It doesn't matter. What's done is done"
"Did you know him? What did he look like?"
She didn't say anything she just continued to lay there. I knew I couldn't keep interrogating her because she'd just shut down and shut me out.
"It's okay you don't gotta answer that." I told her.
"He told me that if I didn't want it I shouldn't have made an Onlyfans" She said "This is my fault"
"This isn't your fault." I shook my head.
I bit down on my tongue trying to contain my anger. I always hear stories about how sick niggas are but you don't really grasp it until it hits home. Niggas really out here living foul as fuck. Niggas like this don't even deserve to live.
"Ion give a fuck what you post online muhfuckas can't force you to do shit. I swear to God if I ever see that nigga I'm killin him"
"And I'll get rid of the body" Paris replies and we both chuckled.
"Ow" She said and clenched her throat "Stop making me laugh" She sat up and turned around to face me. She crossed her legs and just stared at me.
"What?" I asked.
The longer I looked at her the more I realized how much I missed her. Damn, I'm simping like a bitch.
"If Michelle didn't call you, what're you actually doing here?"
"I'm gonna go warm up your soup. Did the hospital give you any medicine? " I asked.
"Uhh yeah it's on the counter. I'm not hungry right now though"
"Lay down, relax" I said before kissing her forehead and climbing out the bed.
Right now wasn't the best time to discuss our relationship. She just needs a friend right now and I was going to be that. The state of our relationship was the least of my worries right now. I walked into
the kitchen and washed my hands. I grabbed a bowl out of the cabinet and poured the soup into it before popping it in the microwave.
Paris' Point of View
"Here take this" He says walking into the bedroom. I sat up and took the medicine from his hands. I took one of each pills clenching my neck as they went down.
