Rescued by a Gang Member

Chapter 13:

I woke up and stretched, and realized I was wrapped up in drakes arms. He was snoring softly and I smiled at the look on his face. His peaceful look made me feel safe and comfortable but there was a banging downstairs and he instantly woke up and reached for the gun he had under his pillow. Yes, he moved into my room.

"Stay here." Drake whispered and I nodded quickly, instinctively putting a hand on my belly to protect my child.

Drake got out of bed and was pulling on shorts just as my door slammed open and I screamed at who stood in the doorway. A very furious randy.

"Drake?" Randy asked, his voice laced with venom.

"Hello, randy." He said and I clutched the blanket to my chest, realizing just how naked I was. "Here, sweets." Drake said as he grabbed his shirt off the floor and tossed it to me, and I put it on carefully and was grateful for the cover of my swollen breasts.

"What are you doing here, drake?" Randy demanded and looked between the two of us and then his eyes narrowed on my panties which were lying near the closet. "Are you two together?"

"We are." Drake said and my heart sunk. Two men I seriously loved where here, about ready to kill each other.

"Did you fuck her?" Randy snarled and held up a gun, which shined in the moonlight that filtered in through my open window.

"What are you talking about, randy? Are you okay?" Drake asked as he stepped closer to randy and the gun got aimed at drakes chest. "Don't do anything you're going to regret, randy."

"I asked if you fucked Kylie!" Randy yelled and I sank back, wanting to run and lock myself in another room.

"Yes! I slept with her! 'Cause while you were out fucking whores I was here holding Kylie as she cried her ass out! She almost had a miscarriage because of your stupid ass!" Drake yelled and held up his gun. "Now we can both put our guns down and talk like men or one of us is leaving here in a body bag."

"Fine by me." Randy said and pulled the trigger. Drake looked at me and then sank to the ground as blood pooled around him. I jumped off the bed and ran to him and held him in my arms and saw him smile at me.

"I... Love... You." He whispered and blood dripped out the corner of his mouth. He kissed my belly and I sobbed.

"I love you too, drake. Please, don't leave me. Me and the baby need you." I begged and tears fell onto his chest. My best friend was dying in arms and there was nothing I could do. Before I knew it he smiled then closed his eyes and his chest stopped moving. "No! Drake please wake up."

"He's not going to wake up." Randy said before he left and I heard the front door slam before a truck engine roared and he was gone. I grabbed my phone and dialed 911.

"911 what's your emergency?" A woman asked and I sobbed.

"My boyfriends dead!" I cried and looked at drakes cold body.

"What happened ma'am? Are you alright?" She asked and I heard her clicking buttons.

"I'm fine. I'm pregnant. Burglar. He broke in and shot my boyfriend! He's not breathing." I said and swiped at the tears as they fell and heard sirens in the receiver.

"What's your address?"

"1945 se maple dr." I whispered and collapsed onto the floor, just staring at the body. "Doors unlocked. Upstairs. Second door on the right."

"Can you stay on the line with me, ma'am?" She asked and the worry was evident in her voice.

"I'm cold." I whispered and shivered. My room was freezing. It snowed outside and I felt the chill go through the room.

"Paramedics are on the way, ma'am. You'll be alright." She said and I heard more clicking then heard sirens outside. But I didn't move as a paramedic ran in and went to drake then to me.

The paramedics eyes were gentle as he tilted my head up to look at me. His eyes were golden and his hair matched. But his hands were so warm and i relished in the warmth.

"Can you tell me your name?" He named and his voice made me just stare at him. I knew that voice.

"Michael? Is that you?" I asked and then shook my head. "It can't be you. You died when we were kids."

"You know me?" He asked them when he looked deep into my eyes he gasped. "Makylie? Dad told me you died."

"Dads alive?" I asked and my eyes widened and filled more with tears. "Oh god. Mom lied to me."

"My dear sister." Michael said and wrapped me in his arms. "Hang on. I'll call dad."

He pulled out his phone and hit a number and I heard a voice on the other end of the phone when Michael held the phone to my ear. A voice I thought I'd never hear again.

"Hello? Michael what's going on?" My father asked and I broke down crying.

"Daddy?" I said and I heard him gasp.

"I was told you died." He gasped and I heard the tears in his voice.

"I was told you and Mike were dead too, daddy." I whispered and then the next thing I heard made me smile.

"Where are you? I need to see my beautiful baby girl."