Chris
"Chris you doing good, keep going . You don't have to go fast, just make it down the hallway ." Brielle said
"I can't !"
"Try !"
"Brielle get off me dammit, I can't walk anymore I don't wanna do this shit today . Leave me alone !" I shouted
"You need to lower your voice ."
"You need to get out my way, stop stressing me and just give me my chair !"
"Chris you need to exercise your leg, you going to just sit on your ass ?"
I sighed in frustration "You going to keep belittling me or you going to give me my chair ? You wanna sit in the room with me that's cool, but don't help me I don't need your help !"
"You don't need my help ? Get your own wheel chair !" I said pushing it away from him
"Brielle stop playing ."
"Your nasty ass want the chair, hobble your ass over here and get it ."
"Brielle I said stop fucking playing ."
"I'm glad the boys ain't here, seeing their own daddy say the word can't . Acting like a little bitch cause he put himself in the hospital, now he can't get out ."
"You really pissing me off, making a scene out here ."
"Ask me do I care ?" she snatched the walker from my hands, it kept me balanced and helped me walk "Look at you, you ain't got shit now . It's up to you Chris, we gonna stand here all day or you going get this damn chair ?"
"Damn man why you got to do this shit to me, I start acting like a dick I'm wrong then . Sometimes I swear I just wanna - ."
"Wanna what ? Do it Chris, you won't . You say you'll do a lot of shit but never do, I always got to put myself out there first in order to get shit from you back . I have to bribe you with the name of our son just for you to fucking behave . So I ain't doing shit for you till you get this chair ."
She got me mad, I saw nothing but red . I tried my best without the walker, she doesn't understand that it was just hurting too damn much . I'm hurting from head to toe, I never felt anything like this before . I made it close to the wheel chair, but she tried to do extra shit by turning the corner . I fell flat on my face, excruciating pain .
"Baby I'm sorry, I just wanted to prove to you that you can do it . I pushed you too hard, I'm sorry ."
"Shut . The . Hell . Up !" I said as the staff placed me in the wheel chair, I was given a pain killer and after that nothing else matter
I didn't want to hear a single word out Brielle's mouth, just quiet . Shit, I wouldn't have cared if she stayed or left at that moment . She became invisible, just the way it needed to be right now .
"You still mad at me ?"
"Brielle, I'm trying to sleep ."
"Chris I was just tired of you complaining, I don't want you to give up on yourself before you even start . You look terrible, you need to shave . It just looks like you about to be depressed, I don't know what for I'm just trying to prevent you from feeling that way . But I guess it's just me, I don't want to see you down ."
"What would I be down for Brielle, what ?"
"I'm trying to understand why you being nasty ? You don't want me to help you then I won't fucking touch you ."
"Go home ."
"You don't even want me here ."
"Brielle, what part of I'm tired and I don't want you to be uncomfortable here pregnant don't you understand ? I'm trying to look after you, when the baby is all up in your back don't complain cause you wanted to sit up here and look at me when you could have been in our big bed at home ."
