Don't Judge Me (under extreme EDITING)

Chapter 13

La'zelle POV

So yall know last night me and my baby went out! I'm just in such a good mood today is a great day, the sun is shining, the birds are singing the cool crisp air is blowing. Let me stop with that white girl shit. But for real im in a good mood. Last night I had so much fun with Miah, I like that nick name! Ain't it cute or nah? It was the best feeling ever to fall asleep in his arms I felt so safe, like all my worries went away. I think, no I KNOW I'm in love. We've been going out for about 5 months and started a relationship last month. It's been great he treats me like a queen and I treat him like a king. I'm not one of them girls that let they man do everything and don't put no work in. I'm that independent type chick that don't need a man for any thing. This is a 50/50 type relationship, no scratch that 100/100. we put in our all and never less. Speaking of Miah where the hell is he. I walk down the hall, I was about to go downstairs till I heard gagging and something like a smokers cough. I open the hall bathroom door and see Jeremiah hunched over the sink coughing up blood and this other yellow and black stuff. He looked really sick, I rushed downstairs and got some warm water then got some hand towels from out the closet and ran back up the stairs. before I went back in the hall bathroom, went to his bathroom in his bedroom and looked in the cabinet for
some medicine to give him. I opened up the cabinet and he had a bunch of
medicine that I have never seen before, he had a inhaler I'm here. Sence when has he had asthma? I grabbed that and some medicine to help with some chest pains cause the way he coughing I know it hurts. I quickly go back into the bathroom where he is and see him on the floor in the corner with a trash can in between his legs and he was gagging. I go and sit in front of him and take the wet rag and wipe his mouth and hand him the warm water. I go and get some rubbing alcohol, I put some in my hands and tell him to take off his shirt he did and I start to rub the alcohol on his chest to soothe it some. The I give him his inhaler and pills. After a couple of minutes all of the wheezing and coughing stopped. He wouldn't look me in the eyes, something is going on and I want to fucking know. I'm not dumb, him having a hard time breathing last night, the wheezing at random times, all that fucking medicine in the cabinet. He better tell me now or all hell is going to break loose.

Me-"Jeremiah, what the hell is going on? And don't lie to me."

Miah- he looks everywhere but my eyes "sorry baby did I wake you up? I was trying to be quiet so I moved to the hall bathroom." he says looking down at his lap.

Me-"cut the bull..."

I was cut off by the house phone ringing so I went to go get it. I answered and this lady asked for Jeremiah.
Me-"he's not available right now but I can take a message"

Lady-"well this is Henrico hospital and I was calling to tell Mr. Jeremiah that his chemotherapy will start tomorrow at 9:00 a.m sharp."

My heart stopped. I was speechless, I didn't know what to do I just fell back on the couch.

Lady-"ma'am are you there?"

Me-"ummm uh, yes sorry. But if I may ask, what is he taking it for."

Lady-"oh hold on let me see here... ah um Jeremiah has a stage 3 lung cancer. It seems to be spreading pretty quickly, we want to start him off with chemo then add in some radiation and he hope that this may work. But it's a strong chance that it may not, we just want to buy him some time."

Me-"thank you, I will give him the message. Have a nice day."

Lady-"you too"

I slowly walk back to the bathroom, he looks pale and weak. He keeps taking puffs from his inhaler. He isn't on the floor anymore he's leaning on the sink. I take his arm and lead him downstairs and help him to the couch. He leans on my shoulder and ask me who was that on the phone, i break down at this point. I couldn't hold it in. Someone good finally comes into my life, and now is being taken away.

Me-"how long?"

I feel him stiffen and his grip gets tighter around me. He starts to shake his head.

Me-"how fucking long Jeremiah!"

J-he starts to cry too. "Any day now. ...... they said no longer than three months"

I just cry harder. Why me? I hear him saying sorry over and over again. He is trembling and his voice is scratchy. well my day took a dramatic turn down hill. We sat here for what seemed like hours until his stomach started to growl. We burst out laughing.

Me-"damn nigga, you ain't ate in a month or some shit?"

J-"shut up girl I'm hungry. Go fix me something woman and make it quick!"

Me-"you know damn well I don't take orders! You need to ask nicely or you ass gone be hungrier then them kids over in Africa. try me if you want too."

J-"you right baby I'm sorry, can you please fix me something to eat? A sandwich would be nice."

He said that with puppy dog eyes.

J-"wait! Can I get a kiss first?" I gave him the nigga please face. then he poked out his bottom lip and I could resist.

I went over and pecked him on the lips. He wasn't having it, the kiss got deeper and deeper. He was kissing me with so much passion and I was loving it. He nibble on my bottom lip asking me for entrance and I let him in. Are tongues were fighting for control and of course I won. We pulled away breathlessly, and I was blushing mad hard. if I was light I would be so red right now. I got up off of his lap and turn to go into the kitchen and i felt a stinging sensation on my right but cheek. I look back at him and he just shrugs his shoulders. I give him the death glare and walk away. 10 minutes later I here a crash and I run back in the living room and Jeremiah is on the ground going in and out of conciseness. I run over to him and fail 911.

Jeremiah POV

It hurt me so much to see Zelle cry like that. I didn't want to hurt her. She's my baby, it broke my heart to see her like that. But I know she that rod type chick because she came in and helped me this morning even though I was a total mess. Any other girl would have looked at me in disgust and not help at all. She really made me feel some what better. how did I get so lucky? God has really blessed me man. Ima finna go mess with her in there. I had a hard time getting up, but once I did I slowly made my way to the kitchen. When I was maybe halfway there it's like my lungs just stopped and I fall out. The darkness keeps coming over me. I try to call Zelle's name but nothing is coming out. I see her blurry figure rush over to me. I feel her pick my head up and lay it on her lap. I hear stay with me and then I black out.

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