Chapter 6

Dolph's pov

Ever since telling Roman how I felt then and now it has somewhat changed. I hate the fact that I was right. I didn't want to be right about Roman but I was and now my best friend is hurting.

When I talked to Roman weeks ago I was glad that he was hurting. So happy that he was suffering. The pain that he has caused her, ive never seen her like that before, so depressed.

Now seeing him walk around all sad and not having his head in the game. Its kind of getting to me. But I don't think I can forgive him for hurting Cynthia. Speaking of which I need to go check on her. We have a couple days off so I'm going to do what best friends do.

Tell her how awful men are. Cuddle her and make her feel special. Anything she wants but I'm going to need some help. And I know just who to call. I texted Naomi and Jojo.

*text to NaNa and Jojo*

Dolph- We need to do something special for our special lady in our life.

Jo- Ok...wait r we talking about our girlfriends or...?

NaNa- No he meant Cynthia girl.

Jo- Oh...i knew that

Dolph- Sure u did. Anyways i want to go c how she's doing. You know get her spirits up have fun with some friends. Any ideas?

NaNa- How bout the beach?

Jo- Or go the park and have a picnic? Or go shopping?

NaNa- I don't think going shopping or a park where couples are everywhere is going to help.

Jo- Well there are couples at the beach too.

They seriously are not helping.

Dolph- Ladies ladies please!

Dolph- This isn't helping. We r suppose to b planning something fun. Not arguing about where couples are going to b. No matter where we r there r going to b couples.

NaNa&Jo-Sorry.

Dolph-How about we do all of it and end it with a movie at her place. We can talk about boys and throw pillows at each other. Or watever u girls do at a sleepover.

NaNa- Seriously? Do all guys think we do that at sleepovers?

Dolph- Well y'all do don't y'all?

Jo-No!

Dolph-...ok..well. I'll just c y'all tommorrow then.

Well...that was an interesting conversation. This is going to be an awkward meet up.

Later that day

I went to pick up some Ben and Jerry's ice cream for Cynthia to make sure she is eating. Hey it may not be healthy but its better than nothing at all. I texted her that I was on my way but I haven't gotten a text back yet. She's probably in the shower or something...right?

I checked my phone to see if she texted back. Its been five minutes but I worry a lot about her, especially now. She hasn't been herself and I don't blame her. I just hate seeing her like this.

She's lost a bit of weight because of not eating little or at all. Her hair is a mess maybe even starting to fall out. I really hate how he turned this caring, loving, joyous person like this.

She deserves the world this woman. And then he just...shit all over her feelings her heart. He won't ever get another chance with her. I'll make sure of it. He wont hurt her again. And that's a promise.

I check my phone again as I pull up in her drive way. Still no text back. I grab the fod and head inside. It's dark but I guess I should suspected that.

"Cynthia!" I yell turning on the lights. Ok she's not downstairs. Up the stairs I go. "Cynthia?" I say softly.

I walk into her bedroom. No sight of her but I hear the shower running. Relief floods through me but not entirely. I knock on the bathroom door.

"Cynthia? Its me, Dolph. I brought you something to eat." No answer. "Babe you ok in there?" Still no answer. Something's not right. "Hey I'm coming in. Don't throw the soap at me now. Heh."

I open the door and immediately get hit with heat. I panic a little. I don't know how long she has been in here. "Cynthia." I say trying to get the smoke (or would it be fog) out of my face to see. I quickly move to the shower and open the glass door to turn off the scolding water and get her off the floor of the shower.

"Cynthia?" I grab a towel to wrap around her body as I move her to the bed. I shake her slightly to get her to say something. "Come on babe wake up. Don't do this to me." I check for a pulse. "Shit!"

There's barely a pulse. I panic so I call Naomi.

"Hello?" She answers sleepily on the fourth ring.

"Oh thank god! I don't know what to do Na Na." I quickly tell her what's going on. There was silence on the other line for a few seconds.

"Dolph call an ambulance! Stop panicking that's not going to help her. Me and Jimmy are on our way. Call us when they get there or when you get to the hospital okay. She is going to be fine."

"Ok. I'm calling them now." I call the 911 and just hold her in my arms until they get here.

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