La'zelle POV
I sit in the hospital room an stare at a sleeping Jeremiah. It seem like his life is just spiraling down hill. I can tell he's fighting for his life but it's like day by day he slowly looses his grip. They had to put him back on the breathing machine because he can barley breath on his own. They haven't found a lung that matches his blood type, trust me I tried but I have O+ and he has AB, I hope they find someone soon. He's been quiet ever sense his surgery last week. He's not my Jeremiah anymore but I can't blame him. I've been here everyday before and after school just so he knows that I'm here for him. Nadia is comes sometimes but I can tell that she doesn't like being here, just seeing her brother hurt.
I notice that Jeremiah has woken up and his dull brown eyes stare back at me. I smile at him, he smiles back. I guess he's in a good mood today.
Z-"Hey babe. how ya feeling?"
J-"Alright I guess.... I'm sorry"
I look at him confused
Z-"For what?"
J-"Shutting you out."
Z-"No need to be sorry, you were going through, you weren't feeling well. I knew what was up so I wont trippin"
J-"I love you"
I blush
Z-"I love you too"
J-"Come gimmie a kiss. I missed your lips... both sets"
I bust out laughing
Z-"Boy you wish."
I guess I got my Jeremiah back. I walk over to the bed. He scoots over a little so I can get in the bed with him. I hop in the bed and Jeremiah places a soft kiss on my cheek. I turn to face him, his lips instantly latch on to mine. He kisses me hungrily and passionately. I pull away breathlessly, he bites his lip looking down at me. I lay my head in his chest, listening to his heart beat as he plays with my small curls.
The doctor walks into the room and smiles at us before she begins to speak.
Doc-"Jeremiah if you would like... you are able to do home today. Just don't do too much or you will be right back in this hospital room... but I'm sure La'zelle here will keep you in check. Would you like too?"
J-"Hell yeah.. I mean yes ma'am."
Doc- laughs "I can see your ready so here are the discharge papers, fill em out and you know the drill."
I grab Jeremiah's bags and walk out of the room. I take the elevator down the lobby and head towards the entrance but stop in my tracks when I see some nigga carrying in a screaming Shardanae through the doors. I watch to see what happens, then I remember that she is pregnant. I rush out the doors to call Nadia and Sean
*Phone
N-Hello?
Z-Hey um I think Shardanae finna give birth!
N-What how you know? Did you call Sean?
Z-I just saw some nigga bring her in the hospital but hold let me add him in.
S- Speak (says panting)
Z-Nigga are you fucking?
S-Yeah hold on (grunts)
N-Sean it's serious!
(hear Sean in background- bitch get up. You got 10 seconds to get the fuck out before I rip your tits off dirty hoe)
S-Ite ite. What's up yall.
Z-Your child bout to be born!
S-Huh what you mean? Where you at?

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Don't Judge Me (under extreme EDITING)
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