𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭

𝟏𝟎.

omniscient
a few days later

jack held the bag of chick fil a as he nodded towards his bodyguard who smirked at him, "you really like her huh?". he asked as jack waved him off, "like her? maybe more like love her". he said as bernard's eyes widened in surprise. "jack you don't know the first thing about love". bernard said as they walked onto the elevator,

"it was more of a love at first sight, it's crazy and she most likely doesn't feel the same but i can't shake her off my mind, i really want her".

"they ever find that nigga?". bernard asked as jack sighed in frustration, "it's like he dropped off the earth, mo asked me to go by her house and get her some clothes and i couldn't because everything in there was fucked up". jack shook his head, "it's okay because when i find him i'm gone kill him". he thought as he gripped the bag of chick fil,

the elevator opened as they stepped off, the younger nurses eyes widen seeing jack, who felt their gaze but chose to ignore it.

"bernard man i'm good you can take the rest of the day off". jack said as bernard stared at him in hesitation, "i'm for real old man get out of here and go hang out with your family". the two dapped up before jack smelt the familiar scent,

furrowing his eyebrows he looked around gazing as the two as the walked down the hallway, monica smiled softly her bare face slowly healing she waved at jack as he walked over to her. "hey". she softly said as he kissed her cheek without a second thought,

monica rolled her eyes feeling everyone around them being nosy, "don't yawl got work to do!?". she said as everyone scattered in different directions,

"why are you out of bed". he asked as she waved him off, "i'm fine". she lied, jack laughed softly, "you are such a terrible liar, come on and let me help you back to bed". she rolled her eyes, "i can walk". she mumbled as he frowned at her, "yeah yeah whatever let's go".

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"here's your food". he said taking his jacket off, monica smiled looking over at him, "come sit by me". he went over kicking his slides off taking a seat on the bed,

jack froze as monica sat on his lap her back to his front as she took her food out the bag. "thank you". she said looking over her shoulder at him,

monica turned giving him the remote, "here turn something on". she said swallowing her nugget, jack pulled his phone out as the notifications began to blow up his phone,

turning his phone off he turned the television on before sitting up gently wrapping his arms around monica's mid section,

laying his chin on her shoulder he pecked her neck as he watched the football game on the television, "jack?". he heard her soft voice, "hmm?". he said not taking his attention off the game,

monica laughed softly, men and their games she could never understand, "did you eat?". she asked, feeling jack nodding yes she stuffed a fry in her mouth. furrowing her eyes brows she shook her head gently licking her lip. "why are you rubbing on my stomach curly?". she asked as jack hands dropped.

turning around she busted out laughing at his face, "what?". she asked clueless, jack frowned harder. "monica curly really?". he whined as she giggled,

wiping her hands off she gazed into his soft eyes, "yes curly you got a problem with it?". she spat playfully, he nodded, "as matter of fact i do baby thug". he said making her smile, "and what's the issue". she asked pressing her body into his more, he smiled softly.

"that you gonna call me curly, like i'm some damn fry". busting out laughing monica face began to get red as she gasped for air.

jack rolled his eyes making her laugh harder, pushing his shoulder she wiped her fallen tears, "i can't call you curly?". she asked reaching up to touch his soft hair, "i'm gone call yo ass curly". she mumbled as he chuckled softly, "fine baby thug it's no problem". he mumbled, "you like it admit it". she said smiling, "i do not". he lied as she giggled,

"did you get any of my clothes? i'm sick of wearing yo big ass clothes". she playfully teased,

jack's smile dropped noticing his gaze fall from hers monica gripped his chin. "no what's wrong?". she asked, jack sighed. "he trashed your house". he mumbled as she sighed rubbing her throbbing head.

monica pulled away began to move beside jack, pulling her back gently he grabbed her face gently, "don't worry about him or anything i got you". he said as she began to cry softly.

"i-i've tried my best over the years to be a great wife and this is how he shows me love, beats my ass every chance he got". she weeped as jack gently pulled her into him,

"h-he got this girl pregnant, what is wrong with me? i couldn't even protect my own baby. i'm such a bad person i don't deserve to be here". she cried as jack rubbed her back in comfort.

"he did what!?". jack shouted as she sniffled nodding, "i-i fucking hate him". she thought as jack gently wiped her tears,

"you don't have to ever worry about him again because i got you i promise". he said holding his fist out, the two fist bumped. "you know i'm gald i met you that day, you are so beautiful do you know that?". he softly said gazing over her face, she waved a hand in his face, "me? beautiful i look like how i feel shitty from getting my ass beat". she playfully spat,

"no your beautiful and an amazing person and friend and i'm thankful i've one of the people who gets to be around you monica". her bottom lip trembled as jack laughed softly,

"come here". he softly said, monica wrapped her arms around his body as he held her tightly, "i love you". he wanted to say as he held her tightly listening to her weep softly in his neck.