Page 7 of A Miami Love Tale 3

“Ho you sound real fuckin’ stupid right now. Just because you sucked the nigga’s dick, you don’t qualify the dick as being yours! Y’all fatal attraction hos kill me being all possessive over a nigga that was never yours and will never be yours! Fuck out my face with that bullshit!” I said and reached for the handle of my car door to open it. As soon as I got it to open, I was literally picked up off my feet and swung to the ground. I knew they weren’t going to let me go, I just wanted to test my luck. I knew once I walked outside and I saw them sitting on top of the car that they were going to jump my ass. They were going to do it regardless, so it was only right that I talk some shit and hit a few nerves. I screamed out in my pain because of the way I came crashing down on my arm. I knew my damn arm was broken after that too. It wasn’t even Quanie that swung me, it was her manly ass looking friend. Before I knew it, these two bitches started jumping my ass. I’m talking kicks and punches to the chest, stomach, face, back, everywhere you could possibly think of. I couldn’t do shit because number one my fuckin’ arm was broken and this big bitch was sitting on my chest. I got a chance to look at the car and I could see my baby crying at the top of his lungs. I couldn’t hear him because the doors were closed. I said a silent prayer asking God to get me out of this situation.

“Let’s see if Shard wants your ass now,” Quanie told me, followed by a mean kick to the stomach. After that, everything went black. My body could no longer hold on any longer. Every bone in my body ached and I could only hope that somebody came and got my ass before I died right out here on this ground.

Imani

I woke up to a banging ass headache. I looked around me and everything was so damn blurry. I tried to lift up my left hand but that’s when I noticed that I had a cast on it. When I went to lift up

my right hand, I saw the IV running through my arms which led me to believe that I was in the hospital. Everything on my body hurt so bad to the point where I just wanted to fuckin’ cry. That’s when I remembered that I had just got my ass jumped. I felt a lot of presence in the room but I couldn’t really make out the faces real good because of the blurriness. After trying to get my eyes to open all the way, that’s when I realized that they might be swollen shut.

“Imani who the fuck did this shit?” I heard a voice ask and I knew right off the back that it was Breesha. I could hear in her voice that she was crying as well. That was to be expected because Breesha was my big cousin and she was very overprotective of me. It’d been that way for years.

I was able to get my left eye to open and that’s when I was able to see who was all in the room. I spotted my mom, who was holding my baby, my dad, my grandmother, Breesha, Shard’s mom, and Nae. “Where the fuck is Rashard?” I asked to no one in particular.

“He stepped outside to talk with the doctor. Imani what happened and who did this shit to you?” my mom asked me.

“I got jumped when I was leaving the grocery store,” I said, trying to reach my left hand out to get my baby from my mom but I was too weak, so my mom just brought him closer to so I could just kiss his cheek.

“You got jumped by who Mani?” Nae asked all fired up.

I didn’t get a chance to answer because Shard walked in. The look of murder was written all over his handsome face. I knew he was on one and ready to find out who did this shit to me. He walked over to me, squatted down, and whispered in my ear, “When them fuckin’ pigs come in here, don’t tell they ass shit. Play stupid, tell them you don’t remember shit because I want to handle this shit personally,” he told me. I nodded my head okay.

Five minutes later, my nurse came back inside my room with her blue scrubs on. She was a very pretty, middle aged Hispanic nurse. “Hello Imani, I’m Nurse Rivera. First off let me start by saying that I’m so sorry that this happened to you,” she said and I just shook my head. “How are you feeling right now?” she asked me.

“Every bone in my body is killing me right now and my vision isn’t that good. It’s like certain things are blurry,” I told her, truthfully.

“Okay let me go and get you some pain medicine. Now the blurriness that you’re experiencing is because your right eye is swollen shut but with the pain meds that I’m going to give you, the swelling should go down in no time. Now, your left shoulder was dislocated, which is why you have the cast on,” she informed me.

“How long will I have to wear the cast?” I asked the nurse.

“There really isn’t an estimated time. It can take anywhere between three to twelve weeks,” she said. I nodded my head and she asked if I needed anything else and I just shook my head no and turned my head away because I was embarrassed. She gave me a sympathetic tap on my good shoulder and reassured me that everything was going to be okay. As soon as she left, the water works started. I didn’t want to cry in front of an outsider. I’d rather do it in a room full of people who’ve witnessed me cry millions of times already.

“Don’t even fuckin’ do it Imani. You already know I’m going to handle this so don’t even fuckin’ do it!” Shard told me.

“How the fuck you gon’ tell her not to cry? She’s hurting right now! This your fuckin’ fault this shit happened in the first place!” my mom told Rashard and then walked over and sat on the bed next me as I cried on her shoulder.

“I know my woman is hurting right now but she knows that I’m going to handle it too. And what the fuck you mean this my fault? You think I would allow some bitch to run up on my woman and have her laid up in the hospital?!” Shard asked angrily and I shot him a look telling him to stop it.

“Y’all calm down. Nobody needs to be pointing the finger at nobody right now. Yes, this is devastating that this happened, but let’s all just calm down,” my dad said, stepping between my mother and Rashard.

I made a mental note to get on my mother about her little outburst later on. How dare she blame this shit on Rashard! He didn’t have anything to do with the fact that Quanie and her butch ass friend decided to jump my ass. I also needed to get on Shard to for cursing at my mama. I understood he was upset but respect my mama the same way I respect yours!

After having everybody baby me for the next hour or so, the detectives did finally make their way inside of my room and I did exactly what Shard had told me to do, which was to play stupid. After they left with no answers to any questions that they asked me, I told my family that they could leave and of course Shard was going to stay the night with me. After they all rained kissed over me and told me how much they loved me, they all left.

Shard got into the small hospital bed with me and accidently bumped into my bad arm. “Oh my God Rashardddd,” I cried out. Damn, that shit hurt so damn bad. I really wasn’t trying to be a drama queen right now but damn.

“Ssshh baby, I’m sorry. My bad,” he said and I laid my head on him and wiped my eyes. “You ready to tell me who did this shit now?” he asked me, once I had calmed down a little bit.

“Your bitch Quanie and some other dike looking bitch,” I told him.

“First of all that ain’t my bitch. Never was, never will be. I got something for that ho though and I know exactly who it was that helped her do it too. That’s her home girl Esha,” Shard told me.

“Where were you anyways Shard when this was going on? Not saying that this is your fault but when I was calling you before I left to go to the store, your phone was going to voicemail,” I told him.

“That’s because my phone had died. Eventually when I did get in the car to put it on the charger, your moms was already blowing my phone up, telling me to come get to the hospital,” he said.

I nodded my head okay and continued to lie on his chest. The pain had subsided for the most part and my vision had gotten better but my eyes were still a little swollen. “Everything gon’ be good Mani. Stop worrying. Your man got it all under control,” he assured me.

I couldn’t help but feel low right now. Here I was looking like Martin Lawrence on the episode when his face got all swollen because he got his ass beat up by Tommy Hearns. “You still love me Shard?” It killed me to ask him that but I just had to know.

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