'Tina, come on we gotta go!” I said pulling her away from the little nigga.
"Where are we going?" She asked buckling up her seat belt.
"To the hospital"
"Why Are you okay?"
"Yeah. Sam found Nicky"
She didn’t say anything after that.
I did 70 mph all the way to the hospital. I’m lucky I didn’t get a ticket.
When we pulled up to the hospital Sam was already outside pacing back and forth.
"Is she ok?" I asked as soon as I reached her
"Yes and no"
"What do you mean yes and no?"
"Wait. Before I say it, where is your sister? I don’t wanna have to repeat myself "
I turned around and realized that Tina was still in the car.
"Hold on for a sec" I walked over to the car "Why are you still in the car ?" She was looking straight and she didn’t answer me. "Tina!"
"Come om. Sam is about to tell us what happened to Nicky"
She got out and we walked back over to Sam.
Oh yeah, that’s his sister. I have no choice but to believe him now. She looks like the female version of him. If she wasn’t his sister I would see her as a threat. She had full pink lips, black wild hair. Her tummy was flat but she had ass and boobs. She had his eyes, and I’m not for sure if she had his smile yet because she was far from having a smile on her face now. I’m surprised she didn’t have the freckles.
"Oh my… You must be Chris’ sister" Sam said looking at Tina and then back at me and then back to Tina.
"Yeah. I’m Tina" Tina put her hand out for Sam to shake it but Sam wrapped her up in a hug instead.
"Enough with the hugs. What happened to Nicky?" I was becoming a little impatient.
"Oh right! Um.. she’s alive but she is in a coma"
"Wh..What happened?" I said stumbling over my words
"The cops found her car by the graveyard, but her body was found a mile from that. It seems that she was hit. It was most likely a drunk driver. The cops never found out who hit her"
"Can we see her?" Tina asked through her tears.
"Are you sure you want to? She’s pretty banged up"
We both nodded.
"Ok, come on"
Sam left us in the room with Nicky. She had other patients to attend to.
I went over to her and kissed her on lips softly.
"Baby please wake up" I whispered into her ear.
I felt Tina watching me the whole time.
I sat down in the chair next to Nicky’s bed and I held her ice cold hand.And Tina sat in the chair in the still crying.
No words were spoken between me and Tina the whole time we were there. We were in there for at least 4 hours. We sat in silence until Sam walked in.
"Are you guys ok"
Tina didn’t say anything and I just shook my head yeah. Then she came and sat down next to me. I was still holding Nicky’s hand rubbing my thumb up and down it. I saw Sam looking at my hand but to be honest I didn’t care about at the moment.
"When do you think she is going to wake up?" I said so low I could barely hear myself.
"She can wake up at any moment. It could be today, tomorrow, next week, next month, even next year"
This is some fucked up shit!
I can hear what’s going on around me, and I can feel when people touch me. When Chris kissed me I wanted nothing more than to be able to kiss him back. He hasn’t let go of my hand ever since he got in here. I know his fiance is mad because I would be.
Right now I can hear Chris and his fiance talking about how it could take up to a year for me to wake up. I can’t be non0 functioning for a year. Tina has prom this year and she’s graduating. I can’t miss that.
Come on Nicky wake up! It’s no use. My mind is ready for me to wake up, but my body isn’t.
A year. A fucking year. She could be out for a year. This can not be happening!
4 months later
She still hasn’t woken up. Everyday I go to the hospital thinking maybe, just maybe, that she would wake up. I’m starting to give up hope.
"Chris, come on help me" Sam said whining.
"I told you I don’t care. Just choose a damn pattern. We have been here for almost 3 hours I still don’t understand why you didn’t bring one of your friends"
"Because they are not the ones marrying me, you are. This is our wedding too. Your opinion counts"
We finally set a date for the wedding. Well she told me when we were getting married. I guess she got tired of me me procrastinating. It’s in 6 months.
"Next time something needs to be done for the wedding I’m not coming"
"Because you have friends for a reason. They are here to help you out with this crap. My job is to just show up and look sexy." I was being so serious.
"Christopher Maurice Brown! Stop playing with me"
"Calm down. How about this pattern?" I said handing her the first pattern I seen.
"Eww no that shit is ugly. How about you sit down down and I’ll pick the pattern out."
"I swear you are bi-polar"
Chris: Take the bus home. I can’t come get you.
Me: Okay, but this wouldn’t be a problem if you would just buy me my own car.
Me: Whatever jackass!
"Hey Tyler? Can you give me a ride home?:
"No. The last time I bought you home, he threaten me."
"Stop being a little bitch. He was only playing. And he not home that’s why I need ride home"
"I’m not being a bitch, I’m just being cautious of over protective brothers. And ok let me go get my keys out my locker"
The whole ride home we listened to music. No talking just singing.
'Thanks for taking me home”
"That’s what "Friends" are for"
"Don’t be like that. I know you wanna be more than friends but I don’t see you that way"
"So if I was to ask you to prom you would say, no?
"You would say yes" He said getting a little happy
"No. I would say no. Only because I’m waiting for Jalen to ask me"
"Oh that nigga"
"Yes that nigga"
"Don’t be mad. You wanna come in and hangout for little bit?
"No. I have to go take care of some business"
When I got in the house I was exhausted but I needed s shower , because I just came back from track practice.
As soon as I took my shirt off I heard a knock at the door.
I didn’t see anything wrong with going to the door with a bra on because it’s just like wearing a bikini.
When I open the door I didn’t recognize the man standing there. He looked me up and down and smiled.
"Is Chris here?" He asked with grin on his face
"No." I said rolling my eyes
"Is Sam here?"
"Do you know when when they are coming back?"
"How old is you ma?"
"It’s how old are you, and it’s none of your business”
"Smart and sexy and feisty. Me like"
"You’re a perv" I tried to slam the door in his face but he was way stronger than me.
He pushed it open and pushed me to the floor. He closed the door behind him while I tried to reach the phone to call the cops. He grabbed my legs and dragged me to him. He got on top of me and starting taking my sweats off.
"Get off me!" I punched him the face.
Then he slapped me “Bitch stop squirming”
"I promise I won’t tell anybody. Just get off me and leave"
"Nah. I want you and I want you and I want you now. We can do this the easy way or the hard way"
"The easy way" I gritted out.
"That’s what I thought. Let’s go to your room."
As soon as he got off of me I made my way for the door. As soon as I ran outside Chris and Sam were pulling up. Thank God!