Shh! - Love & War™

Here

"No sir... I'll just run a few more tests..." The doctor says nervously and practically running away.  I don't know what to do now. Im tired of constantly going to the hospital. Tyga shouldn't be here. That should be me lying on that bed. I feel we have a bright future together. This  is all my fault. If I'd never... raped him? I try as hard as I could to remember what happend on that night.

I was drunk... I opened the door for Tyga and he went upstairs and took a nap.

What'd I do after he went to sleep ? Is that when I raped him? I clench my eyes tighter. Attempting to grasp the events leading up to my alleged rape.

Tyga was sleeping in the recliner. I carried him to the bed and then grabbed some food.

I think harder and harder trying to remember.

I came back with Tyga talking and fighting in his sleep. I didn't bother because he'd had a long day and so did I. Not really judging my alcohol levels. What I saw was reality. I didn't bother because I was also sleepy.

I wouldn't do something to harm my baby. Would I? I think as I have my own personal interrogation session. I left the hospital to get some rest.

Next Day

I got up early just to see Tyga.  Hoping he would live to see another day. I rushed through my daily routines and skipped eating.

At the Hospital

"I'm looking for Michael Stevenson." I state. "Only 2 visitors maximum. Room 215." Says the nurse. What she mean two visitors? As I look around for the room on the second floor. I walk pass the room and that nigga from the festival.

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Why's Trey here?