The Trip Of My Life Book 2

Chapter 30~ The beginning of a new chapter

    After a while, I got up off the floor and went to the door. I leaned against it and began to cry a little more.

     "Please, let me go." I cried, no one answered and I cried some more. I sat on the foor, as I began to cry a river. All I could hear was breathing and myself crying. "I wanna go home." I said, thinking about Takeoff, as my heart broke slowly.

    "Don't we all." I heard, DJ voice of my head. What did he mean about that? I began to think about that, as the door slowly opened.

    "Get up." DJ said, I got up and whipped my face.

   "U came back." I said, looking at him then down at the floor.

   "Ya, I had no choice." DJ said, I looked up at him then walked toward the bed and sat down.

   "I'm not going anywhere with u." I said, looking at the wall then him.

   "Get ur ass up." DJ yelled, as he walked toward me. I quickly got up and ran out the door. "Get the fuck back here." DJ yelled, I kept running never looking back.

    "Have u seen Wade.?" I asked, with guy standing by the door.

    "Why.?" He asked, looking down at me, as I looked down the hall and saw DJ coming.

   "Please tell him I need to talk to him. Tell him my name is Chrissy." I said, crying really hard. He shook his head then went to the room, then I ran in. As the guy stopped DJ at the door.

   "What's wrong, Chrissy? What's the problem.?" Wade asked, standing up, walking toward me.

   "U don't know how happy I'm actually am to see u and u know I hate u. I don't like that guy, he choked me. He made me cry, please Wade. Help me." I said, crying, slowly falling on the floor. Wade picked me up and wrapped his arms around me.

  "Let him in. DJ, my boy." Wade said, then there was a gunshots. I looked back and saw DJ on the floor in pain. "See this young lady, she's upstairs for a reaso. Nobody puts their hands on her or make her cry. Do u hear me son.?" Wade said, looking down at DJ, still holding me in his arms. DJ shook his head, while he was holding his arm, screaming out in pain.

    "Do I have myself clear.?" Wade asked, slowly setting me down in his chair.

   "Yes, Boss." DJ said, as he slowly sat up, holding his arm, looking at me.

   "Chrissy, I want u to take care of DJ. Until his arm get better." Wade said, pointing at him. I shook my head, as a tall brownskin guy walked over helping DJ to "my" room.

    "There u go, have fun." The guy said, winking at me then walked out. I looked over at DJ, as he was in the bed, looking at me then looked at the ceiling.

    "I'm sorry, I got u shoot." I said, walking over toward him, slowly.

   "Ur not the first." DJ said, not looking at me. I looked down, as a tear fell from my face. "Stop crying so much."

   I whipped my face, as he turned around and looked at me. He motioned me to walk toward him, so I did. He grabbed me, pulled me toward him, then looked at my neck.
 
   "I'm sorry for choking u." DJ said, looking me in the eyes, as he slowly let go of me, I looked into his eyes then looked away.

   "Its fine." I said, walking toward the corner, then sitting down. DJ looked at me, then looked at the ceiling. He slowly closed his eyes and went to sleep, as I stayed up, walking him, as I began to think about Takeoff again, crying quietly to myself.