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Tough Love Part 36; Part 3
Hereâ??s the next part to Tough Love. ²² ²² ²² ²² ²² ²² Chapter 36; Part 3 The Visitor I felt a nudge. â??What,â? I said as I was waking up. â??Your dadâ??s friend just woke up,â? Michael whispered to me. â??Oh,â? I said. In my opinion I stood up a little too fast. I didnâ??t want to startle Sonny in any way, but I donâ??t think he noticed. He was just slowly opening his eyes. My dad came back in the room with Sonnyâ??s nurse and the doctor tagged along. â??Too many people in here. Do you two mind leaving for now?â? â??No, we donâ??t.â? Michael responded. He grabbed my hand and we dashed out the room. â??Could that be good?â? Michael asked after a moment. â??I think so. You said he had just woken, and only two other people supposed to be in the room with the patient, so we had to leave. Plus you said you saw him waking up.â? â??Youâ??re father told me.â? â??Oh. Well it gotta be good.â? Until my father walked out to the hall with us, I would look out the window and around the hallway. There really wasnâ??t any communication between me and Michael. â??You can see him if you want, but after that, I want Michael to take you home.â? â??What about April. I wanted to be here to support her.â? â??Lyric, I think your father is right. You have school tomorrow anyways, and you donâ??t want all that on your mind. Letâ??s just follow what he said.â? â??When will I get to see her?â? â??Eventually you will, but for me it will sorta be a long day.â? â??Have you talked to detectives or anything?â? â??A little. I will some more, but thatâ??s something you wonâ??t be a witness to.â? â??Well, what should I tell him?â? I asked as they followed me back into Sonnyâ??s room. â??What you feel, but please make it brief.â? â??Okay.â? Weâ??Michael and meâ??had left Sonnyâ??s gift on the floor, so I picked up the tiny plastic bag and gave it to my dad. Then I walked over to Sonny. His eyes were barely open, but I think he was a little coherent. I was a little scared, but I gave him a soft peck in his hair. It was sweaty. â??Get well Sonny. Your wife needs youâ?¦.We all need you.â? I whispered to him. Michael didnâ??t know that to say, so after me, he moved over the right side of Sonny, too. He patted his hand, and pecked his head too. I could tell he was really remorseful. Even uncomfortable. â??What time is it now?â? My dad asked. â??Sometime after four.â? Michael told him. â??Okay, I should get back around sometime tonight. Around eight. April and I discussed it, and sheâ??ll be here soon, so she and his mother will be taking me home. Thatâ??s why I needed the space in the room.â? â??Okay,â? I responded. â??But do you have enough to get you through the day?â? â??Enough what?â? â??Money and energy.â? Daddy pulled me in tight bear hug and kissed me on the head. â??The hospital will call if something happens. I got cash on me.â? he said. â??Okay. Love you, Dad.â? I said as I hugged him again. â??Take care of her, Michael.â? My dad told him. â??I will, Clarence,â? he said. Dad watched us as we made our way down the hall to the elevator. Iâ??m sure he finally went back into the room after we turned the corner. â??Lyric, let me go to the bathroom.â? Michael says as we get down to the main lobby. â??Iâ??ll go too,â? after I came back out, I didnâ??t see Michael. So I went to the water cooler and fixed me a little. â??Hey, but I saw YOU smoking. You canâ??t smoke in a HOSPITAL!â? I turned around, and I saw the same little blonde girl from earlier today. She was talking to this older guy with blonde-brownish hair. â??Look kid, you THINK you saw what you saw, but you saw NOTHING. Repeat after me.â? â??Look kid,â? she said like he said, which made him crack a smile and laugh a little, â??You THINK you saw what you somethingâ?¦.â? She said as she attempted to reiterate what he said. â??Look, doesnâ??t matter. Just think you saw what you saw; now here, hereâ??s a lollipop.â? But what he handed her was a miniature candy cane. â??I donâ??t take candy from you strangers,â? she said and kicked him. Then she ran off with the cane on the floor. He shook his head and stood up from his squatting position. By his uniform, I could tell he was a security guard. But Iâ??m not sure if he was a security guard for the hospital. He stood up and was about to pull something out of his pocket, when he looked over at me. He was wearing a pair of black aviators. When he looked in my direction, he slipped it back in his pocket. He slowly walks up to me and coolly puts his hands in his pockets. â??Remember me?â? When I just stood there with a tiny frown in my brows, he slips his shades off with his right hand. My GOD! Just like I thought, he was that guy I saw at that restaurant three Sundays ago, the same guy at the grocery store me and Michael went to that Tuesday when I went to the dentist. And it was the same guy NOW! I suddenly remember I called him mannequin in the past, but that was because he was so BEAUTIFUL in person! Everything about him was perfect, just like a mannequin. No pimples or anything. He kept staring at me. I guess he was waiting for his answer, so I decided to be wise and play dumb, â??No.â? â??Well, I know you, beauty queen. You kicked me,â? he said with a smirk. He stuck his hand out to me, â??Coop. Iâ??m sure you remember that name.â? â??Whaâ??â? â??I told you in the restaurant.â? â??Why are you here?â? â??To visit someone.â? â??WHO?â? â??A future co-worker.â? â??Youâ??re a security guard.â? â??Not for long, ba-bé.â? â??What do you mean?â? â??I what I mean.â? He tried to get a hold of my wrist, but I wouldnâ??t let him. I saw Michael walking behind towards us. â??Gotta leave,â? I tried walking around Coop, but he had me blocked. When he saw I kept looking behind him, he started turning around, but stopped himself short. He went back into his pocket, grabbed a box of cigarettes, and handed it to me. â??Haveta see boss Swan.â? He turns away then. He tilts his head at Michael, then keeps walking. â??You know, I think heâ??s the new guy at my dadâ??s station. Heâ??s about to be a cop!â? â??Donâ??t worry about it.â? Michael says as he walks up to me. He takes the box away for him. â??Want me to throw this away?â? â??Or should it be proof for Clarence? No, weâ??ll get him when itâ??s right. He might be at the ball,â? I concluded. â??If I see him come up any closer to you,â? he sorta trails off. Michael bit down on his jaw. â??Come on.â? he says and drops the cigarettes in the wastebasket by the water cooler. I was out of breath by the time we got to Michaelâ??s car. â??Why are you so mad?â? I whispered. He didnâ??t answer. â??Michael?â? He looked at me. â??I donâ??t want you to hurt anymore, Lyric. Donâ??t put up with that.â? â??Why do you care soâ??â? â??Iâ??ve seen emotionally abuse. Iâ??m NOT gonna see it again.â? â??What do you mean?â? I asked as my heart burned with fear. â??I mean that Iâ??m twenty, right?â? He looks at me. â??Right.â? â??And Iâ??ve seen a lot. Thatâ??s all you need to know.â? We went in the house, and what was on my mind was â??that Visitorâ?. Now that I think about it, he appeared to seem to be in his early twenties again. Maybe even twenty-two. ²² ²² ²² ²² ²² ²² I'll do better :) *Also, the guy I had in mind was Hayden Christensen I got his bad boy persona from â??Takersâ? & from an actual cop I saw at school one day. ~a.
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