"Can't you call PJ and 'nem'? I'm tired as shit." My emotions went from me crying to violently swinging on him.
"I swear to God, you better not need me for shit anymore!" I spazzed.
"Go head on wit' that shit, Bri. Yo' pops don't even fuck with me. The fuck I look like taking you to check on him? His ass probably just got gas from all those peas yo' mama cook daily."
I chuckled, but nothing was amusing about what he said. It was abitch, I can't believe you're still putting up with his shittype of chuckle.
Going to my closet, I slipped out of my night clothes and threw a purple Nike sweatsuit on with some slides. Grabbing my phone off the bed, I stomped out of the room and back down the stairs. Swinging my front door open, I exhaled when I saw my girls coming up the steps.
"Brixie called us, too."
My words were caught in my throat, along with the tears I had been holding in since Teddy pissed me off. If I couldn't count on anyone else, I knew for a fact these two would be here with no questions asked.
"Give PJ your keys. You are riding with us."
Nodding my head at Naomi, I gave my keys to PJ and headed to her car. Sliding in the front, I took my phone out to send a quick text to Brixie, letting her know I was on the way, then dropped it back in my bag.
Naomi pushed it as fast as she could to the hospital while PJ complained about how fast she was driving the entire way.
"Girl, slow down. We do want to make it to the hospital in one piece and not in pieces," PJ spouted.
"One thang I hate is a backseat driva', and you already kno' that," Naomi sassed. Jamming on the gas, the car took off at full speed again, knocking PJ back in her seat.
Naomi, weaved in and out of the light night traffic. They were always into about something, and usually, I was always laughing in the middle, except tonight, I couldn't think about anything but my daddy.
Once we made it to the hospital, I was eager to get out of the car. Instead of parking first, Naomi dropped PJ and me off at the front entrance. "I'll wait on her, boo." PJ hung back while I put my slides into overdrive and headed inside.
My eyes landed on my sister first. Brixie looked distraught with her hair all over her head. She ran and threw her arms around me when she spotted me.
Brixie cried into my shoulder while still trying to get her words out. "Bri, I'm so scared."
"It's ok. You know Daddy is not going down without a fight. Where is Mama?"
"I just left them in the other waiting room. The nurses moved us from up here to the back. She didn't say why. Oh my God, what if they are about to take us into that little room where they tell you your family member passed away?" Brixie's thoughts made her cry even harder.
"We not gon' think that, sis. Just calm down." At this point, Naomi and PJ were at our sides. "Take me to Mama."
We all followed closely behind Brixie. Once the lady at the desk pressed the button to open the double doors, we all filed in line. My heart raced, hands shook, my head pounded, and the only thing I wanted to do was lay eyes on my mama. When wewalked into the waiting room, BJ was sitting next to Mama with his arms wrapped around her tighter than a chunky girl in a bodysuit.
"Oh, thank Heavens, you made it. The doctor just left out. He said Bryson is stable now. They lost him once they got him to the back, but they revived him. He's in getting put into a room now, then we can go to the back," my mom disclosed.
I released the breath I was holding once I walked into the room. After hearing everything, I was just happy that my dad had pulled through.
"Hey, girls," mama greeted Naomi and PJ. "Where's Teddy?"
My eyes reacted to her question before the words came out of my mouth. "He's at home sleeping."
"And why didn't he... never mind. Thanks for bringing Bri here," she looked over my shoulder and told them.
"Now, Ma, you already know we were coming, regardless. No thanks needed." Naomi reached out for a hug, and Mama pulled her in tight.
"Tell yo' sister to drop that zero," she mumbled, making Naomi laugh.
"I'll be right back. I need some coffee."
"I can go with you," Brixie blurted out, then attempted to get up from the seat Mama was sitting in.
"No, sis, stay here with Mama and BJ," I declined.
