Page 2 of This Is Law 3
I was just glad that they didn’t fight me on this and decided to go with their aunt.
Law’s business phone that had fallen to the floor, Milan was the one to hand it to me, and I kept it in my hand. I hugged my sister, Milan, and Alecia who had come over, and I let them know that I would reach out to them once I had an update about what was going on. EMT allowed me to get inside of the ambulance as well, and the second I was on, Sevyn was running his mouth, telling them how good he felt, and how all of this wasn’t necessary. I still felt like he was a little confused because he wasn’t angry at what I knew he would still be angry about.
When I found a seat, he didn’t bring the shit up with Dominic, so I felt like his mind was still a little cloggy. His vitals were still fine. It was just his blood pressure that I was worried about. It was lower than usual, but I was assured that it was normal, since he just passed out.
“How you feeling?” I asked him after about five minutes of him being quiet. When I asked that question, he shot me a nasty look, and I really didn’t know why he’d done that.
Was it the Dominic situation that had him looking at me like that, or the fact that I made his ass get in this truck, so that they could take him to the hospital?I’m sure I would find out sooner than later.
We eventually pulled up to the hospital, and they assisted me with getting out first. Once I was out, that’s when they broughtthe gurney out, and they quickly wheeled Sevyn inside, and like I was a part of the EMT team, I kept up with them, walking into the hospital, and from there, they handed him over to a couple of nurses that were already inside waiting for him, and they allowed me to follow behind them, where they took him into one of the rooms in the emergency room area, and they immediately started working on him, checking his pressure, getting an EKG started, so that they could monitor his heart, and I was just standing idly in the background, watching as they did these things.
“What’s your name, Sir?” one of the nurses asked him.
“Sevyn Crawford. I don’t have to stay here, right? It’s nothing wrong with me. They saying that I passed out, but I think that I just got a little overwhelmed, and that’s what caused it,” Sevyn was not trying to have to spend the night at this hospital.
If it wasn’t for me fighting for him to come, I know for a fact that he would have called our driver for the night, telling him to take us back home, and just dismissed all of what took place tonight. I couldn’t do that. I wanted to make sure that there wasn’t any underlying health issues that caused him to pass out tonight. Once I was sure of that, then I would be safe with us going home.
“I know the doctor is going to want to run a few test, just to make sure that everything is fine before he sends you home. How are you feeling right now?” the nurse asked him, and right after she asked that question, he sucked his teeth, and his eyes shot over at me, looking at me like I was the cause of all this.
“I feel like I’m ready to go home,” was his response, and it got both the female nurses to laugh.
“Aside from feeling like you’re ready to go home, what else are you feeling right now?” she asked.
He was being so stubborn that he didn’t even answer that question. However, I did find myself smiling, once he was nowable to answer the basic questions this time around like this birthday, the day of the week that it was, how many children he had, and things like that. I thought that this man was going to wake up, and he wasn’t going to be able to remember anything.
Sevyn was stable, and the nurses left out, letting us know that a doctor would be in soon. For the first time, it was just the two of us alone after all the shit that happened with Dominic. I was scared, but I wasn’t scared of Law, if that made sense. I knew he would never put his hands on me, and he damn sure wouldn’t do it while we were at this hospital. The situation itself scared me. I felt like women will forgive men for shit that a man would never in a million years forgive us for.
Even after me knowing that it’s been multiple hoes that he fucked on me, I still pushed it to the side, and I still wanted my husband back. Law found out about one little situation that I had, that didn’t even hold up the same kind of dirt as him and look how he reacted. I feared that he wouldn’t want to work on us anymore, and all the hard work that we’ve been putting in all this time would be in vain.
I slowly walked over to the bed, and I sat down on the side. I scooted as close to him as I possibly could, and I put my hand on his exposed chest, where they had the electrodes, monitoring his heart. I put my hand on each of them, dragging them across, and as I was doing that, I could feel his eyes on me the entire time. It’s almost like he was staring into my damn soul.
His gaze made me nervous, so I ended up removing my hand, and I folded them, putting them in my lap, and I put my head down, looking at my shoes, since I’d pulled my long dress up a little bit.
“Why that nigga out of all niggas, Soraya?” he asked me.
“Law, for real? Do we really have to do this here?” I turned my head to ask him.
“Where you want to do it at then? Either way, I have questions that I want to get answered, so it shouldn’t matter the setting,” he was calm in his response.
“But why you asking me that? I never asked you why you chose to fuck Gina, or the other hoes. I didn’t want to know the answer to that question, so that’s why I never asked you. I didn’t even fuck him, so why do we have to talk about that?” I wanted to know.
“Because I know you, Soraya. You not like a lot of these women out here. You not going to use your body as revenge, so the fact that you even came that close to fuckin him, it had to be a reason, right? I’m not buying that shit that you selling about meeting him at the bar and following him back to his crib. That shit isn’t convincing to me. That’s not even the way that you move because you be so fuckin paranoid about every little thing. I’m supposed to believe that just a couple of hours of you knowing this man, you were comfortable enough with him to follow him home, and all ya’ll did was kiss, and he undressed you? That makes sense to you?” he asked.
“It’s not supposed to make sense, Sevyn! Make it make sense to me why you fucked Gina!” I demanded. When I said that, he laughed while shaking his head.
“I wanted some pussy, Soraya. It’s no technicalities to the shit that I did. My wife hadn’t let me fuck in months, and I wanted some pussy. Gina was easy pussy. Her, and the rest of those hoes,” he said, and I nodded my head.
“You hear yourself? I’m supposed to be okay with that? You expect me to be okay with hearing that my husband was out here fuckin other hoes because he needed pussy? You make it sound so easy, and less complex when it’s you out here that’s doing the dirt, but when I did a little something, you need every little fuckin detail, and you need to have it make sense. It’s not supposed to make sense. Going back to his house was dangerouson my part, but if anything were to happen to me, all fingers would point back to him because the bar that we were at, it had cameras. Plus, I had my gun on me, so I would have been able to protect myself,” I let him know.
“I ain’t buying that shit. You been had eyes on him. You been wanted to fuck that nigga. It just so happen that while me, and you were having marital issues, that nigga just popped up at the same bar as you? Yeah, fuckin right. I don’t believe that shit!” he was talking crazy, and I was just going to blame it on the fact that he still wasn’t in his right state of mind after passing out.
“Just like you had eyes for Gina, nigga. You went right for that bitch and fucked her. You probably was scouting that hoe out the whole time that we were married, waiting for something to shake up between me, and you, so that you could test her pussy out. Fuck you, Law!” I shoved his ass.
I wanted to wild out so bad in this hospital, but I could hear our therapist, Dr. Shepherd’s words in my mouth, telling me to watch my temper, learn how to keep my emotions intact, and that’s the only reason why I didn’t start swinging on his ass. He was pissing me off because he was trying to sweep all the wrong that he’d done under the rug but make me out to be the bad guy when I didn’t even do half of what his ass had done.
“I didn’t even know who that bitch was. You knew who Dominic was, and that’s how I know that you been wanting to fuck him,” he kept going.
I wasn’t going to fight fire with fire, so I chose to ignore him, but it was hard, especially when he was accusing me of something that I knew wasn’t the truth. He was mumbling all kind of shit up under his breath, while I sat here, bouncing my leg up, and down, fighting like hell to tune his ass out.
