Page 91 of Breaking the Rules
Noble shook his head. “Not at all. What you saying?”
“This disorder is common among people of Italian and Greek descent. I just find it fascinating, is all,” the doctor muttered. “Are you O-?”
Noble’s head swayed again. “AB-.”
Savanhi lifted her eyes from Areli to the doctor. “I’m O-. Does she need blood?”
“In order for her levels to stabilize, yes. We’re going to need to do transfusions until we can work out her medicine regimen,” the doctor added.
“I have no problem giving her however much blood she needs, but I’m pregnant. Is that okay?”
“Hell no,” Noble spoke up. “You got to have someone in here that can give babygirl some blood.”
The doctor nodded. “We do, but we always want to check with the family first. We’re going to start with the transfusion and fluids. We’ll keep her overnight for observation. I’ll be back before you all get discharged to go over care plans.”
“Aight,” Noble grumbled, not liking what would have to happen for Areli to be okay, but he understood. “Do what you got to do to get her back on her feet, please.”
“We will. I’ll put the order in. Someone will be in here shortly to move you all to the suite and set her up,” the doctor assured before leaving.
They sat in silence for ten minutes before Savanhi’s voice broke it. “How close were Zay and Kym?”
Noble bounced his shoulders. “I don’t know. Close enough to go into business together. For him to look out for her, and well you know. Go to fuckin’ prison. Why?”
“Our grandmother’s father was Italian. She said that he was always cold, and I thought she meant cold-hearted because of how she treated her and her sisters. She was anemic, too. I’m O-, Zay is O-…you don’t think that…”
Noble looked over at Savanhi, then at Areli. “No…no. One of them would have said something.”
“Only one of them would have known. Especially if one of them wasn’t supposed to be messing with the other,” Savanhi posed, making Noble’s mouth drop slightly. “I’m not saying it could be a fact, I’m just saying it’s a possibility. Especially why he was dead set on taking care of her. He’s always been. At least since you know…gang shit.”
Noble swiped a hand down his face and laughed dryly. “Kym. Kym, Kym. Does Zay have thalassemia?”
“I don’t know. I can’t even remember him going to the doctor, but this may have just been passed down. You think our baby will have it too?”
“If he does it won’t change shit. We’ll learn how to adjust, especially with Areli having it. Keeping them healthy is the goal,” Noble spoke. “Don’t stress out. This ain’t nothing to giants. We’re giants. We take it on the chin, and we keep moving. Babygirl is going to be fine, and our son is going to be fine.”
“You’re right. This is a hell of a way to find out she’s my niece,” Savanhi spoke, laughter edging her words. “I knew she was mine.”
Noble studied how tender Savanhi was with Areli. She’d always been that way since the beginning. Areli took to her immediately and found comfort there. Now he knew why they were all bound together by blood.
“What’s crazy is you were never going to get rid of me,” Noble chuckled. “Never.”
“Yeah, I see that now,” Savanhi hummed, kissing Areli’s face. “My girl.”
Weakly, Areli muttered. “Clock that tea.”
Now, it’s the end. Love ya, byeeee.
