Safaree Samuels
Hospital , Belair , St. Maarten
6:45 P.M., Friday
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I’m
in this hospital room for the third day this week. I went to see
Gabriella with Nicki. Nicki refuses to leave that little girl’s side.
Some of Gabby’s family came to visit her and brought chocolate and
card’s. Both of her grandmother’s spoke to her via Skype. You could tell
that she was in a lot of pain. The doctor’s said it would take a while
before she might regain feeling in her legs. Might. When Nic heard this,
it had her in tears. She had this like feeling towards Gabby and I
couldn’t quite understand it. Gabby was still abit cautious around me
and Nic. It was as if she were scared that we would hurt her. I guess
it’ll take time.
Nicki and I were barely able to get any sleep. I
sleep in the same bed as her because she refuses to sleep alone. And
then all she does is trace circles on my tattoo of her on my chest and
sometimes hum. I’ve never seen her like this. She doesn’t answer her
phone anymore and doesn’t check up on anything. I do it all for her. I
love Nic, but I wonder what she’s up to.
It’s like she heard me say her name, because right then she walked with a foam cup filled with something warm.
“Faree?” she said softly. She looked abit worried.
“Yes Nic?”
“Am I a good person?”
“Yes, you are.”
“Really?”
“Yeah,
it’s one of the many things that attracted me to you.” I said with a
small smile which caused her to smile too. That lasted a couple seconds
before her smile suddenly faded and a small frown replaced it. Her eyes
were brimming with tears. Oh man, I hate to see her cry.
“Faree,
what if she never walks again?” she asks just as the first tear rolls
down her cheek. I sighed and opened my arms so that she could walk into
my embrace. She did that and sniffled softly into my chest.
“Shhhh
Nika. Have faith and she will.” I said as I made tiny circles with my
fingers on her upper back. It soothed her abit. Her breath was abit
hitched because of the tears. We both looked over at Gabriella, who was
peacefully sleeping. The position she was in looked abit uncomfortable.
Her doctor says that we might be able to take her next Monday, but she
would have to go to therapy.
I went back to the hotel. I wanted to
get some real sleep. I know it would be hard without Nicki by my side, but I really need it.
Gabriella Richardson
Hospital , Belair , St. Maarten
7:30 P.M., Friday
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Ugh,
I hate this. I want to get up and move around. I want to go shopping
with Zaire. I wanna just get out of this place. I still can’t believe
that ‘the’ Nicki Minaj is in my room every day. Lord knows, I adore
this queen right in front of me, but I’m still scared. What if she’s
just like my parents? I wouldn’t want to go through that again. I don’t
want her to feel bad.
I heard everything she said to Safaree. It
hurt me abit. I was fighting not to burst into tears with them in the
room. God, I hate this. I want to jump up and hug her and tell her that
everything will be okay. Her sobs hurt me harder. I hate to see others
crying, especially when I’m the reason. It makes me feel guilty.
Later
that night I woke up in cold sweat. I was having a nightmare. My
father was coming towards me with one of his thickest leather belts. He
had it raised at me.
“You’re gonna pay for all the problems you caused, you worthless thing!” He yelled and was about to hit me, when I woke up.
I
sobbed once and then again and again. I couldn’t stop crying. It hurt
too much. Moving hurt. My legs were hurting as well. I put my face into
my palms and cried. It wasn’t long before I felt a pair of arms wrap
around me.
“Don’t worry baby, mommy’s here.” A soft voice said to
me. It was dark so I couldn’t see the face. I immediately thought it was
my mother, so I screamed and started throwing my arms around. I tried
kicking as well, but it hurt abit too much. I felt my nails hit flesh
just as the person’s arms wrapped tighter around me as in to stop me.
The person yelped in pain. “Gabby, it’s me Nicki.” She then said.
I
calmed down abit and started to cry again. Nicki searched in the dark
for the switch of my bedside lamp. When she finally got it, there was a
soft glow in the room. Nicki was holding her right cheek. I saw blood
seeping in between her fingers. I then looked at my nails. I saw her
flesh in them.
“Nicki, I’m so sorry. I said before covering my
mouth with my palms. She just hugged me while searching for a rag or so
to try to stop the bleeding. When she didn’t see anything, she gently
got up and went into the bathroom. I sighed. I just messed up her
perfect face. She’s gonna be so upset with me. There you go again Gabby,
always ruining it for others. I looked over at Nicki. She sighed and
washed her face, before rubbing ointment onto her face to stop the
swelling. I could clearly see she was upset. I quickly turned away. The
tears were forming already.
“Babe, don’t cry.” She said to me from the bathroom.
I remained silent and sniffled. I heard her sigh before getting into bed with me. I scooted over to give her space.
“I’m so sorry mo-Nicki.” I said into her chest as she held me. She just squeezed me abit to say it was okay.
“That’s
okay baby, now try to get some sleep.” She said before kissing my
forehead. I tried to get comfortable, but it was hard due to my legs. I
could feel them alittle but it hurt so I just didn’t move them. Nicki
started to hum ‘all of me’ and I felt my eyelids get heavy.
~Following day~
Nicki Minaj
Hospital , Belair , St. Maarten
7:45 A.M., Saturday
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I
woke up to Gabby staring ahead and humming. She sounded nice, I must
admit. As soon as I turned my head abit to get a better look at her, she
stopped and looked over at me.
“Good morning mo-“ she shook her head “Nicki, good morning Nicki.”
“Good morning babe, how did you sleep?”
“I slept alittle better and you?” she said to me with a small smile.
“I
slept okay baby.” I said and stroked her cheek. She stiffened abit
before relaxing. I guess she thought I was gonna hit her. “It’s okay
darling, I’m not gonna hurt you. I love you too much to do that.” I said
and hugged her. She hugged back.
“I love you too mom.” She said
before bursting into tears. I swear she has to have been hurt terribly
for her to be crying so much. “Sorry, I think my period’s gonna start
soon or something. I’m always extra emotional when it’s near.”
“Oh,
well okay.” I say and get up to brush my teeth and do my hygiene’s. I
was half way through when I heard a thud and a yelp. I quickly rush to
Gabby, who was now on the floor, tears falling once more. I helped her
up, so that she was sitting on the bed.
“I’m sorry, I just really
wanted to get up and check if it, you know, came.” She said with her
head bowed in shame. I sighed. I couldn’t be mad with her. I gave her a
small smile.
“I know, my little fighter.” I said and tickled her.
She laughed though her tears. She started to squirm around and kicking
up her legs. It worked abit and she stopped laughing. Her laughter was
replaced with a painful gasp. I just looked at her abit shocked before
happily yelling out “Gabby, your legs. Their moving!” She shared my
excitement with a small smile.
“Yeah, I know. I kept trying from sinds last night.” She said. I hugged her and kissed her cheek.
Safaree
walks in together with the nurse. She checks up on Gabby and then gives
her her breakfast along with some medication. As Gabby and the nurse
were talking, I couldn’t help but stare at Gabby. Her smile was genuine
and bright. Her eyes even lit up with it. It was the most beautiful
sight. I think Safaree saw it too, because he came and side hugged me
before pecking me on the lips. That reminded me of what I put a pause
to. I pulled him closer to me before kissing him with so much passion. I
think it surprised him, because it took him a second before he kissed
back.
“I love you Faree.”
“I love you more Nic.”
Zaire Healy
Home, Mary Fancy, St. Maarten
5:45 P.M., Saturday
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I
was going to see Gabby today, but something came up. My nose was
bleeding and when I coughed, I coughed up blood as well. I also noticed
that sometimes when Kevin would hold me, the print would turn blue, and
they didn’t even hurt. When I got home, and showed my parents, they were
abit upset that I had a boyfriend and though first that he hit me or
so. We were in the middle of an argument when I had a coughing fit. I
coughed up blood this time as well. My stomach hurt so bad that I passed
out.
What was wrong with me ?
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