Hello? Anyone out there? *cricket cricket*
Honestly I completely forgot about this. I haven't been on this site in years. Even reading my bio was a flashback. It was like stepping back into my 16 yr old self. Enough about me though... I wrote this short chapter because I doubt anyone will even read it. Can't say I didn't try. If anyone is till out there let me know lol
With Love
-J
County hospital was no place for the faint of heart. Ray saw things everyday that most people couldn't stomach seeing on their best day. No matter how much he complained about his job he loved every minute of it and wouldn't trade it for the world. Even his love for music couldn't combat the feeling of saving a life. Despite all of these years later he was still getting used to Chicago. If he had to pick one word to describe the city it would be…
"So you gonna stand in the hall and wait to get robbed? Or you gonna bring ya ass inside my humble abode? Pick ya poison…", the young girl said clearly annoyed. "Neela, I already don't like him."
Ray was so caught up in his thoughts he hadn't realized Neela had disappear into the apartment. Ray was still standing in the hall with the girl staring into his face confused.
"That's no way to talk to an adult." Ray responded as he walked into the project apartment slamming the door behind him.
As Ray followed the girl through the apartment into the living room she retorted, "No matter how old I am I will always be older than you. Believe that white boy. Just cause you have a couple tattoos you think you're tough. I know middle-schoolers with more tats. You look sweet".
" Listen here Ms. Thing- ", Ray started before his eyes adjusted to dim light and he got a good look around the living. There had to be at least eight pregnant teenagers sitting in a lopsided circle eating and chatting with Neela.
A girl on the couch started laughing so hard she almost choked. "Sharay! What did he call you?! See this is what happens when white people watch BET." The room of females erupted with laughter Neela included. Knowing when to quit Ray shut his mouth and sat on an open stool.
"Ladies, that's enough for now. Can you at least feed my friend before you tear him apart? I don't think he can handle all of this at once" Neela giggled looking at Ray's distressed face from her seat at head of the circle. After hearing her giggle Ray couldn't even stay as mad he wanted. He wouldn't admit that to her though. Women , especially pretty ones, have always been his weakness. Many of his wildest stories included a beautiful woman.
Clearing her throat Sharay spoke, "Grab at plate and get comfortable white boy".
"My name is Dr. Ray Barnett. I'm Neela's coworker at County General." Ray tried to regain upper hand over the teenager.
"My name is Sharay Bailey. Sister, daughter, friend, and soon to be mother. Being a doctor is suppose to mean something to us", she said gesturing at the other used to Sharay's theatrics the girls continued chatting happily with Neela.
Watching Sharay , her headstrong and very pregnant ex-patient, go toe to toe with Ray was priceless. Ray usually had a way with women of all ages, colors, and sizes. It had always annoyed her to no end the way he flirted. It seemed second nature and he used it to his advantage whenever he fancied. He had a way with women and she had a way with books. Obviously when God was handing out talents she wasn't at the top of the list. Yes, she had Gallant but…
"Ladies, stop playing with Ray and let's get this meeting started. And by ladies I really mean Sharay." Neela shot her glare that made the teen finally take her seat. "Ray have some macaroni and cheese. It's very delicious and might change your disposition around"
Sharay grinned obviously happy she won their argument."Alright Dr. Neela lets get this meeting started. I have so much to talk about."