82: Stand Outs

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Amour

I woke up in a hospital bed. I looked around and saw Naomi, Taj, Bleu, and Léah.

"Amour!" They exclaimed.

"Hi guys... What am I doing in the hospital?"

"I don't know... What happened?" Naomi asked.

"I... I don't remember." I said observing their worried faces.

"What happened to your face?" Taj asked.

"Nothing..." I said touching it.

I felt stitches. "Why is my face stitched?"

"It looks like a cut. But the doctor said you could go when you wake up." Léah said.

"Where do I go?"

"Home... With us."

"Puerto Rico?"

"Lucas' house." Bleu said.

"He doesn't want me there."

"He'll live. You can't go to your parents." Nae said grabbing my hand.

I tried to step out of the bed but my legs collapsed.

Bleu and Taj helped me up.

"They hurt!"

"We have got to figure out what happened. Did that nigga do this to you?"

"Who?"

"Chresanto."

"No! Gods no! He wouldn't. I didn't see him today. He wasn't home."

"Really?"

"I knocked on the door and that's all I remember."

"The doctor said he found a birth control medication in your throat. They said it'd wear off in an hour if you drank enough water." Bleu said.

"Oh."

***

They opened the door and Bleu carried me to the couch. I sat there with a blank stare on my face. Trying to remember what happened to me. I closed my eyes and laid down.

I watched Lucas walk in.

"Bleu?!" I semi yelled.

"Yeah?" He asked walking in.

"I need to use the bathroom."

"Can it wait? I'm busy. Actually, Lucas help her."

He sighed. "Why you can't go by yourself?"

"My legs are sore."

"Why?"

"I really don't know."

"Get off my couch and go."

"Why are you treating me like this?"

"Because you know ain't nothing wrong with you!"

"You don't know though!" I said.

"What happened to your face?"

"I don't know. I'm just as confused as the rest of you. But thanks for your concern."

"Walk." He demanded.

I sighed and got up. I took a few steps and fell, into his arms.

"Take me to the kitchen..."

He grabbed my waist and guided me to the kitchen. I sat at the bar across from Naomi and Bleu.

"Don't you have to pee?" Bleu asked.

"Right." Lucas said.

"Yeah but this is more important... I know about this cut. "

"Who did it?"

"I'm not sure. But I didn't do it."

"Ok... So you were at Chresanto's place..." Lucas stopped her.

"For what?!" He glared.

"I don't know..." I said looking down. I was bleeding through my pants.

"What's that white stuff?" Lucas asked spreading my legs more.

I looked closer. It was some dried up white stuff on my inner left thigh.

"Did he touch you?" Lucas asked.

"Why do you care?" I asked glaring at him.

"Maybe I don't."

"Then get out my face, boy."

He said something under his breath and walked out.

Bleu wrote something down on a piece of paper. "So here's what we know... You were found unconscious next to a pay phone behind a gas station. I realized that the back door was opened. So you probably came from there. You had a cut on your right cheek, just below your eye. Then you wake up not knowing what happened? You have a purple hand mark on your neck and something white in between your legs."

"Just... Below my eye." I repeated. "The blade!" I semi yelled.

"Who's blade? I bet it was Chresanto. Your memory should come back soon... But we have to wait. Meanwhile I'll be coming up with certain explanations."

"I'm so tired..." I yawned I think I'm gonna lay back down." I stood up.

"Bathroom?" Naomi asked.

"Oh yeah... I need a shower."

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