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~|YN|~

I woke up to a bright ass light, shining in my eyes. I tried to move but I my body ached, so I just looked around the room. I looked to my side to see Juicy, knocked the fuck out. This nigga had his head leaned back and his hand was in his pants. I shook my head, using all my strength that I had and sat up.

"Juicy." I whispered.

My voice was a little hoarse but I could still talk. He opened his eyes, looking around confused.

"Who the fuck don' said my name?" He mumbled.

"Boy, look at me." I said, waving my hand a little.

He looked at me and smiled. I weakly smiled back and he got up, stretching.

"How long was I out?" I ask.

"Just a few hours. They got the bullet out and everything while you were sleep." He said, removing the cover from my wounded leg.

I nod and Juicy presses the button for the nurse. We sat in a awkward silence waiting for the doctor to come in.

"Did anybody else get hurt?" I asked, breaking the silence.

He looked up from his phone, "Nah, surprisingly. You was the only one to get hit."

How fucking convenient. I sighed, laying back, looking up at the ceiling. Soon after, the doctor, followed by a nurse came in. He gave me a small smile and began to write something down.

"It's good to see you're awake. How are you feeling?" He asked.

"I'm fine." I replied. "Just in pain."

He nodded his head and wrote something down before looking at the nurse, then back at me. The nurse walked out but came back shortly after.

"Here you go, these are sure to take the pain away."

He said handing me two pain killers. I thanked him, taking the cups from him. I popped them in my mouth, using the water to wash them down.

"When can she leave?" Juicy asked, finally saying something.

For a minute I forgot he was there.

"Tomorrow. We need to schedule out her physical therapy and she'll have one tomorrow, just to get her moving that leg." The doctor said before leaving out.

I sighed in relief and running my fingers through my hair. I looked over at Juicy to see him still on his phone, as usual. I rolled my eyes and turned my body but winced in pain, due to my leg. I know this'll be a hard couple weeks for me.

I might as well go back home. That way I'll know I'll get took care of. Juicy is always busy, so I doubt he'll even be at the apartment half of the time. I sighed, rubbing my face outta frustration. I saw Juicy look at me from the corner of my eye but I didn't acknowledge his gaze. He stood up and I looked up.

"I'll be back in'a morning to get you to take you home." He said, as he walked over to the door.

Great, he's taking me home anyway.

I nodded and he left out, closing the door. I sighed, slowing laying back, feeling the medicine finally kick in. I made myself comfortable before turning on the t.v., going to sleep while watching whatever.

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I woke up the next morning, automatically feeling pain rush into my leg. I groaned out in pain, turning my head to see Juicy in the same stance he was when I woke up last night. I shook my head and picked up the nearest thing, which was a pen, throwing it at him. He hopped up and glared at me. I laughed a little, trying to match his serious expression.

"When did you get here?" I asked.

He shrugged, "Like around eight.".

I rolled my eyes. "Well what time is it now?"

"Goin' on ten now."

I nodded and my leg immediately started shaking. I knew I had to pee but I didn't wanna ask Juicy for help and I didn't feel like getting up. So I just sat there with my good leg constantly bouncing. Juicy pressed the button before coming up to me.

"Whatchu want?" I asked annoyed.

"C'mon, I know ya' dumbass gotta use the bathroom but too stubborn to ask me." He said, causing me to roll my eyes again.

He picked me up out of the bed, helping to get to the bathroom. He closed the door and I did my business. I finished and washed my hands, drying them and threw the paper towel away. I yelled out Juicy's name and he came in, helping me back out and into my bed.

"I can't even go straight home, I gotta go to physical therapy."

Juicy groaned, "How long is that gonna be?"

"I don't know, ask the nurse when she come in here."

He groaned again and I rolled my eyes. He was acting like a baby and that was not needed right now. The nurse came in and smiled at us and then came over to me.

"How is you leg sweetie?" She asked.

"It still hurts to move. But I'll be fine."

"Okay, I'm going to give you some pain relievers so it doesn't hurt that much in therapy."

I nodded and she handed them to me and a cup of water. I took the pills and she told me to get dressed for therapy. When she walked out, she closed the door. I looked over at Juicy.

"Did you bring me some clothes?" I asked.

"Yeah, here." He picked up a bag and sat it on the bed.

"Thank you."

At least he can do something right. He brought me some sweats and a white tank. I began to undress but I realized it hurt for me to bend to put my sweats on. I sighed, looking over at Juicy.

"Juicy?"

"Hmm?"

"Can you help me with my pants?"

He got up and came over to me, helping me with my sweats. He pulled them up until they got up to my butt, then I could pull them all the way up. I pulled the hospital gown off, exposing my bra. I didn't realize Juicy standing there staring me down, licking his lips. I rolled my eyes and pulled on my tank.

So after I was done, a nurse escorted me and Juicy down to the room where I would be doing therapy. They had me walking without a holding on to anything, slowly. Then, they had me exercise it, moving it around a lot. I was really about to cuss them out. But after hours of torture, I finally got to leave.

They rolled me out in a wheelchair and Juicy put me in his car. They ride back was quiet, peacefully. Juicy parked and helped me out, helping me in the building. We now had to start taking the elevator, I would die walking up all them steps. Finally getting to his floor, he helped me off the elevator and into his apartment. He sat me on the couch, going into the kitchen, and came back with a ice pack.

He told me to put it on my leg and I did. He watched my every move and it made me feel uncomfortable a bit. He got me something to eat and drink and everything. I smirked to myself. I think I'ma like this new living while I'm injured.

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