Chapter 1: Reunited

"So what brings you here though? I never pictured you as a nurse, or should I say a soon to be nurse?"

Brandon smiled. "Honestly. My mother had been suffering from cancer all these years and when she passed away almost nine

months ago, I decided I wanted to get in medicine. since, I couldn't help my mom, why shouldn't I reach out and help others? Plus my aunt works here so I had a few connections."

Monica was stunned. Her face showed more expression than she has ever had while in the hospital. "Oh my god Brandon!" She reached in and gave him a hug. "I'm so sorry." She began to rub his back.

"Nah, Its all good. I came to terms with her death. We both knew it was going to happen one day."

Monica nodded. "You're a strong guy." She wiped a fallen tear that had escaped from her eye.

Brandon shook his head before just smiling. "But you're strong aswell. I could not have gone all through all the shi-stuff you had to encounter.

"Im still dealing with it. Shit's not going away."

Brandon began to rub Monica's back in a circular motion. "You're going to pull through. I know it."

"I hope." Monica half smiled.

"But." Brandon stopped as he laughed. "Let's get back to work. They actually want me to come help you with communication and what not."

"Boy, bye." Monica shooed him off.

"Chill." Brandon laughed. "I'm not going to treat you like a crazy person. I brought something to keep us occupied though."

"Uh huh, like what?"

"Scramble!" Brandon smiled as he shook the box.

Monica rolled her eyes playfully before looking Brandon up and down.

"Hm maybe." Monica placed her finger over her lip.

"Girl, there is no 'maybe' we will be playing this whether you like it or not." Brandon smiled mischeviously.

"Yeah, now I know why I didn't miss your bitch ass." Monica laughed as she pointed her index finger towards Brandon.

"Me?" Brandon pointed to himself.

"Yes, you."

"Gurllll, please." Brandon rolled his tongue. "You missed my sexy ass." He licked his lips.

"Boy, bye."

The two laughed as Brandon set out the board game onto the table before sitting parallel to Monica.

"You ready to lose?" Brandon questioned as dropped the letters of the game onto the free space of the table.

"All I do is win, win, win no matter what!" Monica sang.

"Yeah whatever!"

**

"K Brandon there's no way in hell you're going to spell out PUSSY as a word. Nigga no!"

"Gurh, you mad..." Brandon smacked his lips. "OH NAH?"

Monica laughed. "You're so ugly."

The two ended up playing three more rounds of Scramble until Brandon's shift was over.

Brandon sighed as he stood up and stretched his arms out. "Hope next time, you're not just all talk. You'll show me some action." Brandon teased.

"Get out of my room." Monica laughed.

"Oh trust baby girl, Im leaving."

"Good." Monica mushed her lips together as she hopped onto her bed.

Brandon cleaned up the scramble game, before picking it up and placing it underneath his armpit.

"Alright lil girl, Im out. I'll see you tomorrow. Come gimme a hug." He smiled as he made way over to Monica.

Monica's expression was filled with disgust but quickly it turned into a smile when she hugged Brandon back after he got closer to her.

"Bye."

"Later." Monica waved as Brandon began to head out Monica's hospital room.

**

For the rest of the night, Monica was bored shitless. "I guess motherfuckers think a girl retarded and I'm too boring to visit, huh?" Monica said to herself as she flipped through the channels on the hospital television as she sighed.

Brandon was the only visitor that actually spent time with Monica, and dude was working. Not even her mother came.

Switching the television off, Monica smacked her lips as she laid down forcibly and placed her pillow on top of her head.

There was a knock a door, that sent Monica to the edge. "What the fuck do they wannnnnt???Holy...." Monica mumbled into her pillow. A second knock proceeded, and Monica continued to not answer the door, as she was growing annoyed.

A third knock came next and as Monica was about to lift herself out of her bed and curse but she was silenced. Brandon stood in a plain white tee, dark blue Levi's and black retro's (Jordans) while holding a box of pizza in his left hand and a bag that carried drinks in his right.

"Hey, I was looking for Monica? Could you possibly tell me where she could be staying?"

Monica sat her arms underneath her breast, as she gave her stank eye towards Brandon's way. "You're lucky its you, because I was bout to pop off in this shit hell of a place."

Brandon laughed as she walked over to the table, and placed the pizza box and sat the drinks out.

"Oh, yeah.. SURPRISE!" Brandon put his hands in the air as he smiled like a cheesy child that was celebrating his 4th birthday at Mcdonalds. Fool was wild.

Monica couldn't resist Brandon's goofy ways. "Really Brandon? Forreal?" She laughed as she began walking towards the pizza, putting the box up to see what kind of pizza it was.

"Excuse my manners." Monica laughed. "That is for us, right?"

"Yes ma'am." Brandon smiled as he headed toward Monica's bathroom to wash his hands.

"Aw thanks, that was sweet of you." Monica smiled as she headed towards the bathroom to wash her hands aswell.

As Brandon was finishing up,Monica was about to enter when Brandon splashed the excess of water on his hands onto Monica's face.

"LIL BITCH!" Monica yelled in her Big Sean voice, before she decided to chase a running Brandon.

"Chill, chillllll, chillllllllllllll...." Brandon panted as he tried to get away from Monica as she placed her two fist's up with that psychotic look in her eyes.

"Monicaaaaaaaaaaa, chillll." Brandon tried to grab her fists and push her away but Monica wasnt having it.

"Lil punk ass bitch." Monica laughed.

"Shut yo ass up."

Monica slapped the back of Brandon's neck, making a big clap echo throughout the room.

"Owww!" Brandon began rubbing his neck.

"Haha!" Monica teased as she pointed at him, laughing her ass off.

"Ima get you back, best believe that honey boo boo child."

"Shut up, dont ever say that again." Monica shook her head as she opened the pizza box, and grabbed a slice. "Lil bitch!"

"You shut up." Brandon said as he sat down in the seat that was by the table. "But yo, you heard how she got married to some next dude?"

"Who?" Monica bit into her slice.

"Naya Rivera or whatever."

"Forreal? I swear she just was with Big Sean the other day." Monica shook her head.

"Yeah." Brandon opened up his pop can. "See, apparently he cheated on her or something like that and then they broke up. But like how you go from being engaged this year and breaking up with them two months ago and now you're married? That shit is just messy."

"Word yo, I cant defend Big Sean cause he did cheat but she just as messy cause how the fuck you engaged to one nigga, then married to some next in a short time span. Did she not have feelings for Sean?"

Brandon shook her head. "I dont know man. I just know she married some white dude."

Monica shook her head. "Shame. She gonna miss out on BBC."

Brandon's neck moved fast as she eyed Monica up and down. "Watchu know about BBC Lil girl?"

Monica rolled her eyes, as she dipped her crust into the creamy garlic sauce that sat infront of her. "Big BLACK COCK! Whatchu' know bout that Brandon? With ya lil eenie meanie invisible eraser?"

"Eraser?!" Brandon laughed. "Trus, If It was just an eraser Kendra wouldnt been beggin for this dick like she was. Sprung all over it. I was diggin out the fuck out of he-"

"K EW, GROSS!"

Brandon laughed as he rubbed his eye. "You started it. You still with ole dude, Marlon?"

"Yeah..I think." Monica's mood changed quick real quick with the uncertainty of her relationship.

"You think?" Brandon shook his head. "Where ole dude anyway?"

"Right here." Marlon walked through the door, as Monica's mouth dropped open and Brandon's facial expression stayed the same.

To be continued....