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Rhapsody hated lying, not to mention she wasn’t any good at it, in general, but especially to Derek. He just had those big brown eyes that made her want to tell him everything and not telling him about Luke was starting to weight on her as she laid comfortably cuddled on Derek’s chest with their legs tangled together. She would have told him last night but after departing from the party the lovebirds had their minds on… other things. And her mind sort of went blank when they were both in that mindset. Part of her wished she would have just done it last night seeing that she now had this giant lump in her stomach that made her feel like she was going to be sick. Before she knew it, after kissing her man along his jaw several times and down his neck, nipping him a few times. She hit him with a “Mon bébé garçon, there’s something I have to tell you…” Which has led them to where they were now. She understood her boyfriend’s irritation. Watching him get out of bed and throw on a shirt, she had to face the fact that the moment was gone. She gave a soft huff as she reached for the black bonnet to reveal her perfect curls and kinks from underneath. Hey, she liked the afterglow that she had after Derek but her curls didn’t need to suffer because of it. The artist grabbed the first shirt she saw, which just so happened to be the large white tee Derek had worn the night before. “Derek, I’m sorry. I know should have told you. I just didn’t want you getting in a fight or anything.” Derek wasn’t some sort of raging jock who took pleasure in fighting people but, Rhapsody knew there were a few people in his life you didn’t mess with; her, which he has proven before when guys tried to take what was his but, more than her, you didn’t mess with his family, and you definitely didn’t mess with Luke.
Watching Derek text, who she could assume was Luke, made her anxious. She wanted to know he was okay, which by how fast the brothers were texting back. He was fine, just being… Luke. She couldn’t just watch him texting Luke, it was weird and made her feel even worst for not saying anything about it the night before. So, she tried to focus on other things, anything else like fixing herself up for the day and making sure her parents weren’t back yet. They loved Derek but, they weren’t keen on letting their daughter’s boyfriend spend the night especially when they’re not there to somewhat act like a “cock block” for the couple. After checking in on her pets and making sure her parents weren’t home. Rhapsody kept finding things to fill the time before they found out that Luke was fine. From fixing her curls and wrapping one of her several headbands around her messy ponytail with her curly bangs flowing free. To actually tossing on a pair of high rise jeans and black boots to go along with the white top she had already put on. It didn’t help. She still could feel the tense vibe in the room.
They let the annoyance be heard, talk about it, whoever was in the wrong would apologize (mostly him, but she’d never say that out loud), and before long they were back to being that cuddly couple everyone knew and loved. That’s how it always went with them. Fighting about stupid shit, bickering with each other about everything under the sun like how other couples did at their age. It just wasn’t their style. At least that how she thought it would go before he asked, no, actually yelled at her, asking if her older brother had told him what hospital they were at. Who was they? Why was he at the hospital? These were questions she would have been asking if she still wasn’t caught off guard with how Derek had asked her in the first place. She just sort of looked at him for a moment before he sighed and apologized.
“It’s fine. Do not even worry about it. I will call Malcolm.” She grabbed her phone from under her pillow and walked out of her room. It wasn’t fine. Rhapsody didn’t like when someone raised their voice at her. She wasn’t used to him being so upset with her so whoever was at this hospital with Malcolm had to be pretty important. When her older brother finally answered the phone, a weight lifted off her chest.

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[color= #629632]“Hey, Rhaps?”[/color]
“Hey, Rhaps?! You don’t come home, you don’t let me know where you are, you shun me all night, and all I get is a ‘Hey, Rhaps?’ Malcolm, are you serious?” He would have been amused by his sister’s impression of him, which was pretty spot on seeing that she completely hid her accent. But it was hard to enjoy it as his sister continued, Malcolm groaned and moved the phone away from his ear. Surprisingly, he could still hear his little sister loud and clear. And she just kept going with it. “Rhaps, I didn’t shun all night--..” Rhapsody scoffed through the phone. “Right, you just were too busy with your more… important friends.” Malcolm loved Rhapsody, he did. She was his little sister, a piece of him but, he hated when she talked down to his friends. He didn’t hang around a lot of the jocks since they thought it was a bright idea to talk shit about Derek and Rhaps with Malcolm there but the ones he did befriend, the good ones were great guys. Hell, when she made comments like she was talking down to herself as well and she knew she was. Which pissed him off. He smacked his lips. “Rhapsody, did you call me just to yell at me about that because I’m kind of busy.”
The siblings were two of a feather with both continuing to harshening their tones, not caring who heard them. “No, that is not why I called you.” Rhapsody took a deep breath. “Just--.. Just tell me where you are.” Malcolm cleared his throat. “Rhaps--..” Before he could even finish, his sister continued. “Malcolm, we know you’re in the hospital and we know you’re taking care of someone. Derek and I just want to make sure everything’s fine for ourselves.” How the hell did they know? He only told Cyndee so she wouldn’t be worried sick at where her cousin was and even if she was at the hospital, she was in good hands. “Rhapsody, don’t worry about it. Everything’s fine. Really I’ll be home soon.” Rhapsody scoffed. Don’t worry about it? Really? Don’t worry about it?” Malcolm rubbed his face, trying to think of what to say to get her to relax. “Yea, don’t worry about it. Something just happened to Aaliyah and I wanted to make sure she was okay. ” Shit. “Wait a minute. You were with--..” Malcolm looked back towards the room where Aaliyah had been all night, only to see one of the doctors that had been helping them all night about to walk into the room. “I’m at Cedars-Sinai, okay? I gotta go.” Before his sister could say anything else. He hung up his phone, putting it back in his pocket before heading back into the room to make sure everything with Leah was okay before they, hopefully, released her.