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Stephanie

I just got to work and I'm at the nurses station looking at all the nurses walk in.

"Good morning Ms.Beverly. Has Angel got in yet?" I asked scrunching my eyebrows up.

"No Stephanie, I haven't seen her." She said.

I looked at the clock. It's now 6:58 AM.

It's been two days since I last talked to Angel. When I last talked to her Friday, she said that she was going to show me some of her sketches that she's been doing. I was happy and eager to see them, but she never showed them to me. I texted her, but she never texted me back.

I pulled out my phone and went to her contact. I called her and the the operator quickly came on.

"The number you have dialed has not set up a voice-"  I hung it up. I proceeded to shoot her a text.

Steph Curry 😂❤️: Hey Boo... Where are you? You know we have to work today...

I put my phone back into my pocket.  I looked at the clock once more. 7:00 AM.

Fuck. Now I'm starting to get a worried...

Angel never misses a day of work. When I say never, I mean never. Unlike me, I'll call out quick any day. She's in love with her job.

I wonder where she could be.

I spotted Dr.Bryant across the hall.

"Dr. Bryant!" I called out. He looked over. I waved him over to where I was.

He ran over to me. "Hey good morning Nurse Davis! Are you ready to start your shift?"

I looked around. "Ummm not quite. Hey Dr. can I leave to go check something out right quick?" I almost pleaded.

He looked at me surprised. "On no Stephanie! You just called out last week!"

"Please Dr!" I said sounding like a little kid.

"Nooooo."

"Well can I at least have a couple of minutes to make a phone call? It's an emergency..." I said holding up my phone.

He looked at me for a minute. "You got 15 minuets." He said sternly.

"Alright, thank you Dr! Ooh you're my favorite Doc here!" I yelled running out of the hospital.

I went to my contacts and called Jd. Me and Jd have been kicking it for a while. Nothing serious though, that nigga to goofy for me. But Angel swears we need to be together because we two silly people.

"Wassup my lil Doctor?" He said, cooing into the phone.

"Hey Babe, what's Dave's number?" I asked biting my lip, praying that he would give it to me.

"What you need his number for?" He asked in a disapproving tone.

"Jd please! I don't have time for games right now!" I yelled.

"Alright alright. It's (212) 589-3261."

I repeated the number in my head.

"Alright thanks babe; you're the best." I said then hung up.

I quickly dialed the number and put the phone up to my ear. It started ringing. On the 5th ring, he picked up.

"Hello?" He sounded like he was sleeping.

"Hello? Dave! Hey It's Stephanie! Can you please do me a favor and stop by Angels house and check on her?"

"Why you can't do it?" He asked.

"Dave Dr.Bryant won't let me leave! I'm already at work! Please I haven't talked to Angel in two days and when I call her it goes straight to voicemail! And now she didn't show up for work and Angel never ever misses work! Please Dave I'm scared and I'm starting to worry..." My voice cracked. I was on the verge of tears.

He sighed. "Alright alright! I'll go by there." I heard shuffling on the other end of the phone.

"Okay thank you so much Dave..." I said as tears ran down my face.

"Yeah." He said and hung up.

I put my phone back into my pocket. I closed my eyes and said a little prayer.

God please let Angel be okay... I don't know what I'd do without her...

I opened my eyes and wiped my face as I walked back into the hospital.

Dave

I hopped out the bed.

"Baby, where are you going? Is everything okay?" Millie sleeplessly asked me.

"I'm going to go do something real quick. I'll be back." I said putting on my shoes.

"Mm, alright." She turned over in the bed.

I grabbed my keys and headed down the stairs. I started the car and pulled out of the parking lot.

I wasn't in a hurry to get to Angels house at all. I'm sure she's fine; she probably just overslept.

15 minuets later I pulled into her complex. I parked in her guest parking space.

Hmm. Well her car is here. So she must be inside.

I cut the car off and got out. I made it to her door and knocked on it. No answer.

I rang the doorbell. No answer.

I sighed. As I went to knock again, I looked at furrowed my eyebrows. It was a bloody footprint...

I looked into the direction it was facing. It was facing towards the street.

I turned back towards the door and jiggled the handle. It was locked. I looked under the mat for the spare key that was under the mat. It was gone...

No one knew where the spare key was except for me, Stephanie, and I'm sure Amir. Oh God... Amir...

My mind thought back to when Angel called me two days ago crying saying she needed my help because Amir wouldn't leave.

I stood back and sent three hard kicks to the door. On the third kick, the door flew open.

"Angel! Angel!" I called out as I ran into the apartment. I looked on the ground and there were bloody footprints leading towards the door.

I looked up and my heart sank. Tears stung my eyes. "No no no no...." I whispered as I walked over to her.

Angel was lying on the couch on her back in a pool of blood under her bottom half. Some of the blood was dried, and some of it was fresh. Her pants and underwear were at her ankles.

Her hair was wild. Her face cheek and lip were swollen. There was blood all over her face but there were clean streaks were it had been wiped clean where she was crying at.

Tears ran down my face and instantly felt guilty... If I would've just put my pride to the side and came when she called, she wouldn't be like this.

Her eyes were open and she was blinking them. Tears kept falling. She was looking at the ceiling, spaced out and traumatized.

"Angel Baby... Angel I'm so sorry..." I said hovering over her, looking into her eyes. She wasn't here...

I lifted her head up and pecked her lips softly but still making sure to be gentle with her. "Angel, who did this to you?..." I asked her. She opened her mouth.

"Who did this to you Angel?" I said getting a better look at her. I now seen that there was a red and purple bruise running around Angels neck.

"A-Amir..." She said quietly. It was barely over a whisper. Her voice was hoarse.

I instantly hung my head down. How could I be so selfish? I started to sob.

She lifted her hand up and touched the tears that were coming out of my eyes.

"Baby Ima take you to the hospital okay?" I said to her.

"Okay?" I picked her up bridal style. Her body felt limp. She whimpered and cried with every step I took. I walked towards the door.

"I'm so sorry Angel... I love you so much.. I'm sorry... I'm here baby" I said leaning down and kissing her face. I couldn't stop apologizing. I truly was sorry. I thought she would be okay... I didn't know that this was going to happen. I never want anything bad to happen to her.

I opened the back seat to my truck and put her in. I got in the drivers seat and speed off to the hospital.

I ran every red lightly and stop sign.

I heard her groan in the backseat. I looked back and held her hand. "We almost there baby... Just hang on for me..."

I sped into the entrance of the hospital and parked.

I got out and went to the backseat getting Angel out.

I carried her bridal style in the hospital.

"I need help! A nurse! Something!" I yelled.

Two nurses came running up to me with a stretcher. I laid her down on it.

"Can you give us some information on what happened to her Sir?"

"I'm not for sure exactly what happened, but I know she was raped..." I said as I ran down the hall with them.

I looked down at Angel. "Angel baby, I'll be right here okay?" She just continued to stare at the ceiling with tears falling down her face.

I stood behind the door that they took her in.

Stephanie ran down the hall crying.

"Dave Dave what happened to Angel?!" She asked as she began to become hysterical. I pulled her into a hug and cried with her.

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