Chapter 13
𝘖𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘎𝘰𝘥. Zayon thought. 𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯?
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***A few days passed and Zayon is now stronger.***
Zayon woke up from his terrible dream. He was hoping that he was out of this hospital, but he wasn't. He was still in his gown, in his hospital bed, and in this hospital room. Oh, fuck.
"I hate it here!" Zayon almost cried. He was about to cry for real, when suddenly the door opened.
A doctor walked in and began to smile nonstop at Zayon, which he found creepy.
"Hello!" He beamed. "How are you today?"
Zayon said nothing for a few seconds. He was feeling terrible. His family just got torn apart and his children hate him. He'll probably have to pay child support for them later on, too. His wife wants to murder him, and she's even living in his house! How annoying! Zayon swore to his lord and savior Jesus Christ that he would kick Nya and her children out of his house the moment his big toe stepped inside it. His main bitch poisoned him and got arrested, and he was planning on replacing her with a police officer, but she's already taken by someone who literally looks like they're dead. On top of that, Zayon's trapped in this cold hospital room. Zayon's deathly afraid of needles, and he has to see one everyday so the nurses can draw some blood so they can do their labs! As said earlier, Zayon was feeling terrible, his life was just disastrous.
"I'm good."
The doctor's smile widened so much, Zayon thought that it would go up to his ears, pass them, then start growing to his scalp to form a smiley circle around his head. "That's great! Well, the doctors say that you're fine, so you'll have to wait about an hour to get the okay to be discharged from the hospital."
Zayon sighed of relief. The end of the storm was getting very near, which was exciting.
"I'll just head out now. Good luck!" The doctor gave him one more wide smile and went on his way. Zayon really could not wait to get out of this hellhole.
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Zayon finally stepped his first step outside of the hospital. Ugh yes! He walked to the parking lot and whipped his phone out. He texted Nya, asking her to pick him up.
--- Nya <3 ---
---Me---
yo, can u come n pick me up???
---Nya <3---
fuck no, leave me tf alone
---Me---
thas why yo pussy stank af bitch
i'll fuckin kick u outta my damn mansion and u and ur dumbass children will be livin on da streets
dumb fuckin bitch
thas why ain't nobody like yo ghetto ass
tryna attack me in da hospital for what???
and u annoying as shit too
bitch
---
Zayon turned off his phone and put it back in his pocket. He sighed of frustration when he suddenly got a call. Zayon rapidly got his phone from his pocket and looked at who was calling. Unknown number, who could that be? He picked the call.
"Zayon, thank God you answered!" That was a very familiar voice. A little too familiar.
"Darla? Why the hell are you calling me?"
"Oh my God, PLEASE help me! Bail me out! It's cheap!"
"No, bitch, you're the reason why you're in there in the first place. Plus, you're also the reason I stayed in that damn scary ass hospital for so long. I was starting to go insane, y'know."
"Damn, that's crazy. Anyway, you need to help me."
Zayon was really mad now. Did Darla not even care that he felt as if he was dead in that hospital, all because of her stunt, done because she "loved Zayon"?
"Fuck no, stupid bitch. You can suck my fuckin' dick."
"You want me to suck on your fuckin' dick."
Zayon was taken a back by this comment and didn't know what to say at first, which caused him to pause for a bit. He then thought of the perfect thing to say.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH, I HOPE YOU DIE IN THAT CELL, YOU STUPID FUCKIN' SLUT!" Zayon rolled his eyes and hung up. He called a taxi to come pick him up from here to go to Heather Hills Park, and from there he would walk home. Zayon would have to wait about fifteen minutes for the taxi to arrive, so he made himself busy on his phone. 𝘖𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘎𝘰𝘥, 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦. 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨.
𝘋𝘪𝘯𝘨!
A notification sounded on Zayon's phone. He saw from a little preview that it was from Nya Edmenson, cussing him out. 𝘜𝘨𝘩, 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴.
He clicked on the notification and it took him to Nya's texts.
--- Nya <3 ---
--Me---
thas why yo pussy stank af bitch
i'll fuckin kick u outta my damn mansion and u and ur dumbass children will be livin on da streets
dumb fuckin bitch
thas why ain't nobody like yo ghetto ass
tryna attack me in da hospital for what???
and u annoying as shit too
bitch
---Nya <3---
lmao i won't be on the damn streets, did you forget that ur gonna pay child support? and i also jus got a job
---Me---
a fuckin job??? that's unexpected. what is it?
---Nya <3---
pornstar <3
---Me---
i know yo dumbass is lying lmao. if it's true i bet no one subscribed.
---Nya <3---
i was jus jokin...
i work as some typa teacher
---Me---
some typa teacher? what typa teacher?
---Nya <3---
ooh why u so interested???
but if u really gotta know, it's a p.e. teacher
---Me---
HAH! ik yo ass lyin once again bro lmaooo
---Nya <3---
i'm not.
i'm actually a p.e. teacher
---Me---
aw hell nah they done made a fuckin mistake
---Nya <3---
whtvr u say. but i met my childhood bestfriend at the same school i teach at! he's a history teacher and he's xute!
*cute
---Me---
...
u can never trust a history teacher.
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Zayon put his phone down. He rethought the words that Nya had just typed in the phone. She had met her childhood bestfriend. And he's a history teacher. And he's... cute. Zayon did not like Nya saying those words in one sentence. He absolutely hated it, actually.
𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘮 𝘪 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘕𝘺𝘢'𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮? 𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘐 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮? 𝘕𝘰, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦! 𝘐𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦. He thought.
Zayon was going to make it his mission for Nya not to move on from him. For some reason, he didn't want to be all alone without Nya. Nya was just someone he cared about a lot, and now she was just going to leave him? The king? No! The king tells you when to leave and when not to, as Darla already knows. Zayon could not let Nya leave him.
𝘉𝘦𝘦𝘱, 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘱!
Zayon looked up and whipped his head from side to side to see where the beeping noise was coming from. Someone was waving their hand out to him from a yellow car.
"Hey, over here!"
Zayon walked over to the car and hopped in. "Hello." He said.
"Hello." The taxi driver responded. "The ride from here to Heather Hills Park is fifteen dollars, do you have it?"
Zayon nodded. "Yeah, I have it right here. Wait, let me take it out."
Zayon took out four dollar bills, a ten dollar bill, a one dollar bill, and 2 two dollar bills. He gave them to the man.
A few seconds had passed and Zayon saw in the review mirror that the man's face turned from a poker face to an angry one. Fuck, what'd he do now?
"Do you think this is a joke?" The man yelled. "These bills are fake!"
Zayon's eyes widened in shock. "What? Those aren't fake!"
"There's no such thing as a two dollar bill!" The man shoved both two dollar bills in Zayon's face. "Replace them!"
"You fucking dumbass bitch," Zayon cursed. "There IS such thing as a two dollar bill. Search it up if you want to."
The taxi man took some time to search up a two dollar bill before he started yelling at Zayon again. Then, he saw the answer. His cheeks turned red with embarrassment. "Oh, heh heh." He said, smiling in shame. "They are real. Sorry for the big deal."
"Tch."
The taxi man put the money in his wallet and started to drive Zayon to where he needed to go.
Zayon looked outside the window and noticed that is was starting to rain. He heard the satisfying sound of the rain pound on the window. All Zayon needed to do right now was to sit back and relax. He had a long few days, and he needed a rest. But he had one more problem to handle. Nya.
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Zayon got dropped off at Heather Hills Park and waved a goodbye to the taxi man. The man waved back and drove off. Zayon started to walk home, but then he changed his mind. He decided that he was going to walk to the park, instead. He just needed something to clear his mind, and the park was just that.
He headed towards the park and got there soon enough. He watched as little kids ran around while their parents just sitting on the bench, laughing and talking while occasionally glancing at their kids to check on them. Zayon wished that it was him, Nya, Jayden, and Raegan instead. He walked over to an empty swing and sat on it. He started to swing a little, but then it started to rain heavily. Just amazing. Zayon cried so much in the hospital, all this rain was probably the evaporation from his tears. Many families were leaving the park with their umbrellas to escape the rain, and Zayon just watched as his hair got soaking wet. Zayon just sat on the swing sadly watching all these families not arguing and being happy with one another. The family members looked out for one another and never wanted any harm to come anyone's way. Zayon just sat on the swing, soaking wet, and just watched, wishing it was him and his family.
Just then, there was a tap on his shoulder.
"Hey, are you okay?"