"The results are getting better,miss Hudson..with the right medication..she is going to get better and healthy," the doctor said.

He was a man who looked in his early fortys... chiselled blond and deep blue eyes, just the perfect dream man for most females. He had a lean body and around 5'feet and 8 inches tall, and a freaking filthy money dropping gorgeous doctor.. I mean who wouldnt want a guy like that? Most girls would but then he was much more than that.

In the 3 months that I have been with him, he has showed nothing but patience and kindness towards his patients even though you would go nuts being around them. I smiled genuinely at him pouring all my gratitude in it.

"Thanks Dr Monroe,you really are awesome,"

"Hey..no formality here, call me Neil or I'll hit you on your head and you'll end up like your nana." he winked at me as he left. I smiled again at his retreating back thanking God for him. My attention was diverted to happy chirming and I turned to see my nana with a cheeky smile staring at Neil's rear. The glint in her eyes told me everything, I squated down leveling my gaze with her sitting position blocking her view.

Her frown appeared immediately as she turned her head from side to side trying to see more of him.

"Dear do you care of scooting to one side..umm..I don't wanna miss my show," she asked with impatience pushing me aside but to no avail. She grunted out loud after a moment and turned an angry flare towards me.

"Great! now I missed it..all thanks to you."

I chuckled as I grabbed the arms of the wheelchair. My nana was sixty five years old with total grey hair and wrinkly skin and yet stared at men double younger her age with no shame. Who could blame an old mental lady anyways....but that wasn't the case.

She wasn't always like this..seven years ago the accident with my parents left her devastated, she became mobile and losing my uncle to lifetime imprisonment of forgery of documents and dangerous toxic chemicals missing from the NASA laboratory leading to the explosion two years ago, which killed 200 people and leaving injured ones just threw her off balance. He had been found guilty, charges were taken against him as all the evidence was against him. The case had been closed, no further regards taken for proof and just like that..... he was in.

My grandma just couldn't take it anymore. The pain was unbearable leading to high levels of stress, depression, and she just gave up...losin it all.After a few months, her health routine and diet slowly evaporated causing weight loss...unsurety...paranoia till she collapsed one day.

Triggered with anterograde amnesic syndrome caused by psychological trauma, my nana broke down and lost it all and acts like a kid sometimes. I couldn't blame her, under loss and depression anyone could lose meaning of everything.

"Nana, it's very bad to stare at people, it's infact considered rude,"I stated hollowing my cheeks to stop the smile that threatened to creep out at her reaction.

"Its not my fault he has a great ass, girl," she mimed frowning.

With that I lost control and bellowed out my laughter. My surroundings became silent immediately as all action stopped cutting down my laughter to a weak chuckle. I looked around and saw every mental cracker staring at me weirdly, all giving me looks that hella creeped out my bones sending them down a trail of shiver then they broke out into fits of giggles and outrageous outburst of laughter from every corner turning the place into a maniac ward...well...It kinda was..

"Allright, that's enough leisure for today..everyone back to their respective wards..quite down" a voice sounded through the speaker that abruptly ending the chaos all at the same time..it almost looked like It was rehearsed.

"Okay........." I stuttered raising my eyebrows completely weireded out.

"Visiting hours are over, jane..time to head out honey," I turned to the direction of the voice and squinted at the purple dyed haired woman coming towards me.

Margerett Miller, age 24, nurse at the clinic and the best bitch I could trust with my nana. She has been transformed into the institute two years ago just at the enrollment of my nana transaction. Maggie was one Hell of a person... having grown up in a Mexican neighbour where gunshots were alarm clocks and lullabies, she pretty took on the coil of a born gangster. No one told her what to do and if they did she'd knuckle them in the face and downstairs...comprising of any gender.

At the age of twelve, her parents were shot dead at a rally fighting against some drug legalizing..yeah awkward but then she took it strong..gulped it down like a hot cup of Espresso and blew it over. She turned out to be a strong woman than most women in her position..atleast that's what she showed on the outside. Who knew the real Maggie...deep down she was pieces stranded apart..no one came out in one whole piece..not after what she went through..'drug dealers for parents...rapist for an uncle..sexists for a family..and least but not last..domestic violence a trend.'

I manifested a grin that always worked the wonders, pleading as always.

"Uh uh, girl..time to go means out!" She pointed her finger towards the exit.

I bit my lip totally ignoring her fake ass strictness.

"Give me a minute maggie, then I swear I'll leave."

"Na uh....if I don't get ya outta here..I'll be screwed," she mentioned as a matter of fact.

"Alright, just a few seconds and I'll scram." I looked back at nana and gave her a kiss on the cheek,"bye nana...I'll come visit next week...I'll catch up with you later hun..." I winked at maggie.

Just as I was about to leave, nana got hold of my hand and pulled me back. When I saw the expression on her face, it was one of confusion and worry.

"Just why do you visit me girl?" She asked," I don't even know you but you still come," she knotted her brows together and pursued her lips,"why?"

I squated back down and placed my hand on her cheek, when she leaned in into the touch, my heart broke a piece and I fought off tears. This woman who has been my sole supporter for half a decade..filling in the dots of my life was incapable of trust now. Beneath all that mental fuzziness, the feelings were still there...the hurt and pain, the only difference was that they were not identified by her brain..at this point nothing made sense to her.

I reached and brushed back her hair which had fallen onto her forehead.

"Because I love you nana..always did and forever will." I kissed her cheek again.

"Will you come back again?" A question she asked everytime I was leaving. Unsurety masked her face and fear.

"Always..."i promised , "plus I think Dr Neil will keep you pretty much occupied whilst I'm gone," the sadness was immediately replaced by mischief.

"Oh yes he will.." she confirmed them abruptly leaned to my ear,"the guy can't take his hands off of me,"

I burst out laughing again only to be joined by Maggie,"oh I heard that," she said shaking her head,"naughty woman,"maggie added as she strolled away taking my nana with her," bye dar...see ya later."

I waved at both of them and turned towards the exit. Even though I liked visiting nana and Maggie, this place gave me the creeps, it spelled out C.R.A.Z.I.N.E.S.S. My instincts almost said never to come back here or I'll get the crazy fever too but my conscience refused to be bulged. I had to do this for my nana..compromise was to be paid back by me.

*******

The Turf was getting crowded and it wasn't even dusk yet, an hour to dusk and here was the town's population. Oakland is a large city with alot of numerous bars but majority showed up here..though not that I was complaining...business was fuming hats off here.

Despite the endless hours of work that drained me, I pretty much liked this place. It gave me a new start at figuring myself out.

A year ago, I was kicked outta my house, my family disowning me just because I had wanted experience in life and love. Well now I got both of them, life was great at the moment but in the love department...not so much. I looked around the bar seeing men mostly in booths making out with their women in broad sunlight. Others just oggled at her and she couldn't blame them. Jane and Maggie always told her she got the bounties and she loved them for that. They were carefree around her and showed her this side of them that erupted her mind. Surely she will be the one to suggest something then after alot of persuading they will finally agree..they had no choice coz deep down they fantasized it too but just didn't voice or act on it... They will thank her later...Like that one time they masturbated together,recording themselves and posting it on a porn site. I had to censor out our faces ofcoz because of them but hey it was worth the views. I chuckled remembering their reaction.

"What's so funny baby," I looked up to meet amused brown eyes.

"Nothin Fred, just memories,"I replied. His dark brown hair fell forward as he scooted closer,leaning on the counter more. Fred was the kinda guy who was sweet and sexy at the same time..yeah I have made out with him a couple o times and some of them I've reached orgasms really clenching and I had to congratulate him for that. But the guy was clingy and was looking for more than i had to give, settlement and faithfulness...what! Even after telling him a thousand times didn't change a thing..he still wouldn't back off.

"Well today is your lucky day coz you got this big boy to tell,"he stated smirking in a way that turned my belly into a tornado..skimming puke upwards. What the hell did I see in this guy in the first place. 'Ummmm. .a cock..duh' a voice sounded in my head.

"It might be my lucky day Fred but it ain't clearly yours..I ain't tellin ya notion." I winked back at him trying to pry him off nicely.

His grin grew more menacing as his eyes broke off intense desire,"I have other ways to make ya tell me sweet van..if you'll let me,"

I feigned a giggle and swatted at him,"O you wish big bear, go hurl yourself at another mama bear." I choked off the last words quickly then turned away before things got intense and lose myself to desire. Whatever I did, I still failed at containing my body from reacting to the opposite sex...maybe that's why my good overbearing father called me a sinful whore.

I rolled my eyes mentally..this wasn't a time to think about my father and the past..it'll just bring back painful memories, this was the time I called my girls over for a fun time. Yap..definitely What I needed and some time off,,my co-worker Jimmy had to take over tonight for all the favours I did for him.

I took out my phone as I headed to the back room of the to confront jimmy and texted jane.......

*******

I parked my bike in the garage of the block's just as my phone vibrated. I checked my phone and opened chats.

       Van

'Hey you and maggs coming to the Turf tonight? Jimmy is taking over my shift,'

Vanessa John... was well..practically what I called Kim Kardashian. Just not in the massive way of Kim. With her fiery red hair..ample swollen orbs..perfect curves and butt..She was a sight for men..or when I precisely visualize..'hungry men'. A year older than me and the woman has had it all. I texted back smiling.

'Yap we'll be headed there in four hours.'

'Damn! Will be waiting😘...b.t.w where you at now?'

'Home....Just finished my shift at the restaurant..gonna take a nap...exhausted AF😧.'

'O poor baby...sleep tight hun..gotta go now..mwah,'

She went offline almost quickly. ..van could be unpredictable. Unlike Maggie, van had been my childhood friend typically making history with me..'dirty history.' A perfect family of God fearing embeded catholics is where she came from. The contrast between them was hilarious. Where van was the perfect solution for sex, her parents and sister were total church whacks.

They disowned her after getting to know how she aborted a child. Their exact words were, 'you don't exist for us anymore'. Well she pulled it off her back and kicked it in a far far way land. I loved her spirit and confidence and definitely her body..not in the craving way but nothing about her was fake..her body..her emotions..her love for us and her family though they didn't deserve it. I sighed out loud as I opened the door to my apartment and whispered," am home" to literally nothing.

I switched on the tv and immediately Donald trump's face greeted me. Damn the elections..I hated this guy and politics. Everything was gonna change now..from lifestyle to finance. I changed the channels randomly until finally spotting celeb news...ooh juicy..I turned the volume up as they were talking about Nick Jonas but immediately his part moved on and Justin bieber's came in. Ahh..this guy..no matter how you ignored him..he still showed up everywhere..but something was different now. The once celebrity girls and some boys drooled over was in jail for whatever reason.

'Justin bieber was transferred to California's Oakley court for quetinioning of the murder of his neighbour in the states of Los Angeles after her body was found in the young celebrities' garage late afternoon on January 15th by robbers who reversed that they were just his fans snooping around. The cctv from Justin's house showed them robbing the expenditure..giving them five years of prison.

The accused pop star has denied the crime claiming he was out with his friends and didn't come back to his house until the police contacted him about the robbery..we await in sadness of the results of how it will all turn out.'

I stared briefly at the screen..taking it all in. What the Fuck! How in the hell did it then out like this?

A rapid loud series of knocks brought me back from my puzzlement. They were constitant..coming in after two seconds. Whoever it was literally was banging on my door almost taking off the hinges. It is to be van. .but what was wrong? She couldn't be here now..I just told her I was gonna take a nap. Has already reached nine?.. I looked outside but the freaking Sun was setting..it came on again..loudly and persistent now..there was no rest. My heart did a flipflop as it twirled around with fear...has he finally found me..did Kevin finally found where I was and came after me.

My brain shut down my resolve and commanded me to move forward to the door and confront at the person...Whoever fucking it was...a freaking crazy old bastard of an ex wasnt gonna trap me in my confidements.

I went over to the door finally my brain taking over and tore off the door with irritance.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT!" I gasped out loud at the sight that greeted me. There at my doorway stood a man with a bleeding body draped around him. The stired for a moment and I almost screamed. The body belonged to none other than the known Justin bieber.

"Jennifer Hudson?" The other guy asked grunting when Justin leaned more into his side. I was baffled for a long time till I realised the other man was dying of impatience.

"Uh...yeah...," I whispered barely hearing myself but he gave me a nod and said," we have been quite looking for you for a while."................

So how was it???phew it was challenging to come from writing a historical book to a modernised one but anything for you.

I know i have some editing to do..so you could point them out for me and help me out too to do it for you.

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