𝙽𝚈𝙺𝙴𝚁𝙰 𝙹𝙰𝚁𝙸 𝙼𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙴𝚁, 𝟷𝟽
𝙲𝙷𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙶𝙾,𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙾𝙸𝚂

"She's alive right?" Nykera looked at her mom's motionless body on the hospital bed.

"Yes." The doctor simply said.

"Is she gon be okay? Can you like.. give me more information?"

"And.. who are you to her again?" The doctor raised an eyebrow.

"I'm her daughter." Nykera responded.

"How old are you?"

"Sevente— why does that matter right now!? Can you just tell me what's going on with her? Is she okay or not? Is she dead? Like.. what the fuck." Nykera said highly irritated.

"She's okay.. She did have a cut in her head from the glass she was hit with, we took the glass out and applied stitches to her head which is why it's now wrapped. No she's not dead, she's asleep. She'll be awake soon."

"How soon?" Nykera asked.

"Either really late tonight or tomorrow morning. I can't really give you an exact time."

"Why wasn't I told that she was getting stitches?"

"We didn't know who you were to her."

"Was I not the one who was in the ambulance truck with her? I told them she's my mother. And they should've told y'all. Matter fact I told y'all too!" Nykera said. "This some fuck ass shit and this is a fuck ass hospital on bro."

"Okay and our apologies." The doctor said. Nykera knew she wasn't sincere though. "I'll let you two have alone time."

The doctor walked out the room, silently closing the door behind her.

Nykera looked at her phone seeing her Instagram page was still loading. "Fuck ass phone don't even got no data." She mumbled turning it off.

She looked at her mom and sighed. She hated the position her and her mother was in. She wanted to just get away but she knew the abuse would get even worse for her mom and she would probably end up dead still messing with Martin.

All Nykera hoped and wished was for her mother to grow some balls to leave her step-dad. Pregnant or not, she doesn't need him.

Nykera got up after tucking her phone in her pocket along with her backpack. She took it everywhere, it always had everything she needed just in case.

"I love you." She said before walking out the room.

Right when she got to the elevator she was faced by 3 police-men.

"Excuse me." She said dryly to them because they were standing right in front of the elevator door.

She noticed two of them from when her parents found her in Amour's house. One of the cops was the one who saw her in the closet. The other was the one who made sure they got home safely.

"Nykera Miller?" Cop #1 said. She looked at his shirt and read Matthew.

She looked at the other two shirts and read Sam and Phil.

"Yeah." She nodded looking back at their faces. "Excuse me." She repeated.

"Can we hold you back for a second to ask you a few questions about the incident that occurred a few hours ago?" Phil said.

"All y'all?" She questioned.

Phil looked at the other two cops and they nodded walking off.

"Okay.. what you wanna ask me?" Nykera said uneasily.

"I just wanted to clarify what exactly happened from your point of view when your mother was knocked out with.." He trailed off pulling out a note pad. "A bottle, I believe?"

"Yeah." She nodded. "A Hennessy bottle."

She then explained everything that happened. Starting from when her mom didn't pick her up from school to her coming home where her parents were fussing and to the situation she was now in.

"But.. when the ambulance arrived it was only you and your mother. Correct?" Phil said.

"Yeah. It was." Nykera nodded.

"So where did your dad go?"

"Step dad." She corrected. "And I already told you, he left right after. He wasn't in the right mindset he looked like he was on drugs, he didn't look okay. Not that I cared but he looked sick.. or like a crackhead. And I could tell he was drunk."

"After he hit her he looked at me and laughed. I still stood still because I was in shock. And I was scared. He then stumbled over the counter and grabbed the keys then walked straight past me and left. That's when I went to my mom and called 911."

"So. Your stepdad just left.. and you have no idea where he went?"

Nykera nodded.

"Do you have any idea of where he would go? Any place he goes after arguements?"

"Nah." She shook her head.

"Y—"

"Phil. We're needed down at the station." Matthew called out eyeing the two.

Phil looked at him and nodded before looking back at Nykera. "Alright well, we'll keep in touch. Still have a few things to talk about but those can wait for later. We'll try finding him as soon as possible to question him too."

Nykera simply nodded.

"Keep your head up kid." Phil said before walking off.

Nykera didn't say anything, she pressed the down button on the wall and the elevator instantly opened. She went in and pressed on the last floor making the door close.

She pulled her phone out to see if she had any type of service.. going to her call logs she dialed Amour's number before calling it.

It rang and rang until the elevator door opened, Nykera walked out putting the phone to her ear.

"Who's this?" She heard Amour say.

"It's Nykera." Nykera said.

"Oh.." Amour mumbled. "Who's number you calling me off of?"

"Not mines obviously.. my mom took my phone. I remembered your number from head though so I gotta ask. Can I come over?" Nykera asked.

Amour sighed heavily. "If you're running away again then no cause I can't risk my mo—"

"I'm not running away. I just wanna spend the night cause I'm too scared to go back to my house. I'm at the hospital with my mom right now.. something happened between my stepdad and her. Ian cool with no one else but you though, so can I? I'll be gone in the morning." Nykera tried to convince her.

Amour hummed looking off. "Okay, I'll tell my mom and we'll come pick you up, just text me which hospital y'all at."

Nykera smiled. "Thank you. I swear ion know what I would do without you."

"Mhm.. will you explain to me what happened once you get here though?" Amour asked.

"Only if y'all get me food."

"Mmcht." Amour sucked her teeth. "Duh bitch."

"Okay. Call this number when your here."

"Gotchu."

꧁꧂

The Next Morning.

Amour knocked on the bathroom door three times before opening it where Nykera was leaned over the toilet vomiting. Nykera sighed looking up.

"I got 3 thingys." Amour placed the pregnancy tests on the counter. "Wanna take em now?"

"Hold on lemme—" Nykera quickly stopped herself feeling the urge to throw up again. Leaning in the toliet, she started vomiting again.

Amour shook her head walking up to hold Nykera's hair up. She started to rub her back as Nykera coughed in the toilet.

"Done now?" She asked.

Nykera was silent for a minute before nodding. She slowly got up and grabbed the tests. She really didn't want to take it but she was eager to know now.

"I'll.. yeah." Amour nodded walking out. "Tell me when you done!"

Nykera locked the bathroom door and opened the pack..

She repeated the steps 3 times before sitting on the counter to wait. One minute passed, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, and ten.

The results finally came and it read ..

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awn I left y'all on a cliffhanger 🥺🥺 el oh el.

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