The Quiet Girl

Chapter 14

Once at the hospital we pull ourselves together.

"Are you here from the plane crash?" A doctor asks.

"No, but my son might have a broken rib and my wife is pregnant and I want some attention on her legs." Derrick demands.

They nod and call Malcolm to get checked out.

"You and Ghost go with Malcolm, I'll stay with Rachel." he whispers.

I nod and Ghost and I go into the doctor's room with Malcolm.

Once we're alone I let out a shaky breath.

"Same names as before, nothing has changed." I tell them.

The nurse comes in the door. She's a female, with a huge black scar on her face. Everything other than the scar is almost perfect. Her body is shaped perfectly hourglass and her hair is nice and wavy though she's hitting in fifty.

Malcolm's body tenses then relaxes.

"Hello there. I heard you're having trouble with your ribs." She states then winks at Ghost.

I immediately frown at her.

He nods and she starts checking Malcolm out and take his X-rays.

"Okay, the doctor will be with you in a moment." She tells us touching Ghost's thigh.

"Yes thank you! We've got an injured kid we don't need you flirting."

"Excuse me, but Mr. Andrew is eighteen and your sixteen isn't he to old for you." she scoffs.

"No I'm not he just does not want your saggy titty self."

"I'll let you get away with that, because I know immature little girls don't know how to do anything other then talk shit. When he stretches you out he'll come to me a real woman."

"But your already stretched out."

She walks out and slams the door.

"What did she mean by stretched out?" Malcolm asks.

Ghost laughs heartily.

"It's not funny." I snarl.

He pulls my chair close to his. "Yes it was." he soothes still chuckles.

"Jasmine, where's Andre and Treyvon?"

My body tenses momentarily.

"Jasmine, why are you crying?"

I wipe the tears, I was unaware of, away and Ghost puts a comforting arm around from me.

"Malcolm, they're dead." I tell him.

He tries to move from the examining table but he winces. I go to him and wipe his tears away.

"Malcolm, they're in a better place."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, God doesn't punish good people to hell." I tell him.

He nods in agreement.

The doctor comes in. "I could come back later." she offers.

"No we're kinda in a rush." I tell her.

She places his x-ray results in front of us and point to the breaks.

"He broke ribs two and four. How did this happen?"

"We were outside rough housing outside and I body slammed him."

"Next time be very careful." The doctor advises.