Love Game | Tyga ♡ ON HOLD

♔ II : Paranoid

"Momma! Her eyes are opened!" I heard a faint voice yell. "They're open!! They're open!!"

My eyes fluttered open and close until they were completely opened.

I jerked up and sat up starting to cough up water from my mouth.

"Momma!"

I turned my body around to the direction of the voice and saw a boy about my age sitting a few feet from me on the ground.

I looked past him and saw a cloud if smoke in the air. I was dreaming. . I had to be.

"Where-" I coughed and my body gave up on me. I collapsed back onto the ground and crawled into a ball on the grass.

My body felt so heavy... I felt so thirsty.

"Mo-"

"Okay, I heard you, Mickey." a woman's voice said.

A hand touched my forehead and I saw a pair of cheetah print Toms step eye level to my face. The person bent down and a lady sat down in front of me. I looked up at her.

"You're lucky Mickey was being noisy and came to your rescue." she said taking my curls out my face.

"You shudda seen me, momma!" the boy said. "The police were gone and fie fightas were going back to they truck and I sneaked by when the fie fightas wasn't looking and looked in the pool at all the stuff in there. And when I saw her big hair..."

He paused and laughed. I laughed along with him silently. "When I saw her big hair I jumped in and swimmed to her. No one saw me when I got out with her, though. I raaaaaan all the way cross the road to here with her in my arms like this. Look momma. Look."

I guess he was demonstrating how he carried me in his arms but I couldn't move. My body was too weak.

"I felt like Superman, momma! After that, I put her on the grass right here. But I got a little scared when she didn't move. And when you left after doing that little CPL thingy, I kept talking to her about some.. You know.. Stuff."

He laughed again and I smiled slowly.

"CPR, Mickey. It's CPR." his mom said chuckling.

"Yeah. Yeah." he said. "That's what I meant, momma."

"What were you talking about like that with her that made her wake up?"

He laughed and a few seconds later I saw his feet and legs sit next to his mom. He waved at me and I looked up. When I did, he placed his index finger on his lips indicating that I should be quiet.

"Don't worry bout that, momma." he said touching her nose. "Stop being noisy, now. It's between me and her."

I kept staring at him noticing that his lips stood out from his skin color. For a boy it looked too pink to not be lipstick and they were big on top of that.

"What happened?" he asked knocking me out of my trance.

I blinked and ignored him feeling embarrassed and looked at his mom.

"Where... am I?" I asked her in a hoarse voice.

"You're at my house in the front yard." she said to me. "The paramedics are coming in a few."

The lady slid her arm under me and I felt my body being lifted. As she did that my view of my house got better and I saw the damage that was created. It was all burnt to crisps and ashes were on the floor.

"Can I help? Can I help?" I heard the little boy say.

I closed my eyes and clutched the lady's shirt.