By Your Side [V]

Roman

            As the twins walked into the hospital, all Roman could think about was how stupid he was for leaving Desmond at the hotel. “Desmond Scott’s room please!” Armen said to the hospital receptionist. “Wow another football player, sheesh you guys sure do stick together, and all of you are so cute and muscular,” she said as she unprofessionally flirted with Armen. “I know you, you’re Roman Lewis, number 10, man you’re even sexier in person. I watch all of your games, and I…” “Listen Miss. I’m not Roman he is.” Armen said and pointed at his brother, who was texting Phoenix to let her know about Des. He wanted to know if she was ok after her and Desmond’s fight. “Now you are being very unprofessional and I’m losing my patients, what room is Desmond Scott in?” Armen asked again, this time with a little authority in his voice. “Wow so what are you guys like twins?” she asked. Neither one of them answered her, they just gave her a look that said bitch are you dumb. “Ok stupid question, Mr. Scott is in room 310.” “Thanks” they said before running to catch the elevator.

            As soon as Roman and Armen got off the elevator, they heard a lot of idle chatter, and when they turned to corner they found out why. The hallway was filled with half the football team and its staff. When Armen and Roman approached the familiar faces everybody greeted them with hellos and handshakes, many of them mistaking Armen as their teammate. Roman saw his coach coming from Desmond’s room and walked over to him giving him a brotherly hug. “Coach how does he look?” Coach Myers knew how close Desmond and Roman were and wondered how bad this situation affected him. “Well Roman, he doesn’t look good. Why don’t you go in for a minute and see how he’s doing!” Roman walked into the room and sat in the chair beside Desmond’s bed. There were all types of tubes and machines connected to him. “Des man, I feel like shit for leaving you at that damn hotel. I knew I should’ve made you come to my crib.” Although Desmond was unresponsive Roman continued, “I need you to make it through this Des, because if you die I will never ever be the same again. I will feel like you died on my watch.”  Just then two detectives walked into the room.

            “Hello Mr. Lewis. This is Detective Logan, and I’m Detective Battle.” The shorter of the two said. “Hey detectives, how are you? Can you update me on anything concerning Desmonds case?” “Well actually, that’s why we’re here. We stopped at your place, and after an interrogation on your fiancée’s part and a lot of convincing that you weren’t under arrest on our part, we were told you were here.” the detective explained. Roman smiled to himself imagining Kennedy grilling the two officers, about why they were at their home. “You see Mr. Lewis after questioning several of the hotel staff, guests and reviewing the tapes. We found out that you were at the hotel around 3:30 am.” “Yes I was there at that time, Desmond had an emergency he called me, and I met him there.” Roman explained. “Ok well we just need you to answer a few questions.” Detective Battle said “Is there a specific reason as to why Mr. Scott was at the Loews Hotel?” “Yes, he had a little argument with his wife, so he decided to get a room, because they needed some space.” Roman answered. “And Mr. Lewis how was Desmond’s behavior when you arrived? Was he irrational or upset?” “He was saddened I will say. He loves his wife and he can’t stand to see her upset, so he was pretty sad?” Roman explained. “And before you left, did he mention anything about two white females coming to visit him?” “Uh no officer he didn’t, why do u ask that?” “Well, one of the guests reported seeing two Caucasian females, fleeing from Mr. Scott’s room!” What the fuck, Roman thought to himself. As long as he knew Des he never heard him talk about white girls, at least not in a sexual way. “The guest told us that the two women looked as if they’d been drinking. Do you think Desmond may have invited them to his room?” Officer Logan asked. “No, not in the condition he was in. I highly doubt that. In fact, I know for sure that Diddles…I mean Desmond didn’t call them up, his battery on his phone died when I was there!” Roman remembered. “So what we are trying to figure out Mr. Lewis, is how two young girls found out that ‘THE’ Desmond Scott was at the Loews.” That’s when it hit him, it all made sense, nobody knew Desmond was there accept Roman and the hotel employee that checked Des in. When Roman arrived he remembered an old black man being at the desk, but the shifts must have changed because when he left that white girl he asked to check on Desmond was there. “That fucking bitch” Roman yelled at the top of his lungs.

Ryan

            “Oh no my boo is in the hospital because of an overdose!” Ryan said aloud as he read the article he found on google. Fuck that I’m going to make sure he’s ok. I don’t care if his wife or friends are there. Shit I’m sick of him being on the DL anyway, he needs to come out and leave his wife for me, he thought.  Ryan was crazy about Desmond, and dangerously in love with him. He ran upstairs to his bathroom to take a shower and get dressed. After throwing on the tightest jeans he had, Ryan got in his car and drove to the hospital. He had one mission and it was to let world know that he and Des belonged together.

Phoenix

            “Call me as soon as you can Phoenix, I know what happened between you and Diddles. He’s at Jefferson Hospital room 310, I’ll be here so call me.” Phoenix read the text that she received from Roman out loud. “Oh God Desmond is in the hospital,” she gasped. All those feelings of hate she thought she had for him were quickly flushed. She loved her husband and although he’d just put her through hell, she didn’t want anything to happen to him. It’s funny how women can love a man so deeply, that they will forgive him for any and everything he does. Phoenix called Roman, but got no answer. She went into the office turned on the computer and googled her husbands name. Within seconds there were articles posted of Desmond saying he’d overdosed in his hotel suite. Phoenix couldn’t believe what she’d read, did he try to kill himself because of her, or because he thinks he has HIV. She didn’t know but she was going to the hospital to get some answers. She called Roman back and got his voicemail again, “Roman I just received your text and I’m on my way there now. Call me as soon as you get this!” Phoenix hopped in her Range Rover and headed for the hospital!

*sorry for the delay..long weekend! Oh and just so you know..I used my own characters for this story. I know Andy Reid is the coach of the Eagles but I made up my own squad..LOL*

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