Reality (Part II)

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"Can you do me one more small favor?" I say pulling down my pants and boxers. "Um..." Tyga says looking confused. "Not that! Help me put my boxers and pants on." I say to him. He got a hell of a dirty mind. "Unless you..." I say jokingly. I get a slight chuckle from Tyga.  He grabbed a pair of my Calvin Klein boxers out of out the bag. He slides them up my thighs accidentally touching my now erecting member. "Sorry.." Tyga says. "Nah, you good ma." I say. Next he put my pants on and I grabbed all of my belongings out of the hospital room.

At Home

I walk into the door with the kids anxious to see me. "UNCLE!!!!" three of the kids say. They were some strong ass kids. They hugged my injured arm to rough. "Ouch!" I moan. "I'm sowy did we huwt ywou?"

Teyanna asked. "Nah" I say brushing off the sharp throbbing pain that entered my arm. "The doctor said you can take your medicine when you get home August." Bree tells me while throwing the bottle of ibuprofen towards me with a bottle of water. "You a good thrower." I say "You just got lucky." Says Bree. "Who was keeping them?" I ask curiously. "Nobody they was sleep, and we didn't take that long." Bree says. I just nod. I needed to may down this pain is killing me. I walk up to my room to lie down. I propped up pillows from the bed and couch. As my eyes were dosing off into my pain. I heard footsteps walking into my room.  My eyes began to slowly open. It was Tyga waking torwards the bed. He sat on the bed with his head down, then later picking it up to look at me. "Why'd you do it?" I say breaking the silence. He looked back down again. I crawl across the bed and sit next to him. Tyga moves over  away from me. "What the hell is your fucking problem? You shot me for no reason! And you the one acting  like you're the victim and I did something to you. What's the matter ? You can't just do shit for no reason."  I say grabbing Tyga by his waist and pulling him on my lap with the little strength I have left. "You did do something..." Tyga says looking upset while trying to pull himself off of me. "No, you're not leaving this room until you tell me what I did to you. That have you the right to almost kill me?" "Y-you raped me.." Tyga says in tears. "WHAT?!" I nearly yell. Tyga looks down as the tears splash into the puddle of dried blood. "Look at me!"

I demanded. He continued too refuse looking at me. I turn him around on my lap to face me. He looked down our intertwined thighs. I lift his chin gently. But effective enough for him to look me in the eye. "I did what." I ask again. Gleaming into his brown and frightened eyes.  "Y-you... Raped me... The night I left and came back." He says tearing up. "I didn't do that Michael." I say with disbelief and trying to reassure him. Tyga pulls off his shirt. "You see these marks?" He says pointing. But there was nothing there. "There's nothing there." I say.

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There's nothing there? Dream or reality ? Hope you enjoy these longer chapters I've been writing.

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