A Hustlers Prayer: Tyga Love Story

A Huslters Prayer- Miracles.

[Aubriana]

So many things were happening at once I couldn't wrap my mind around the fact I could be losing my boyfriend right now and these police were asking all types of dumb ass questions.

"Are we done here?" I asked the woman police officer irritated.

"Yes ma'am." She replied smartly making me roll my eyes.

I didn't have time for this bullshit. I pushed through everybody trying to get through to my boyfriend. I hopped on the back of ambulance just as he was shutting the door. I sat on the small black seat next to the gurney they placed Michael on.

"He's losing to much blood." The paramedic said out loud making me panic. He hit the back of the wall and the ambulance took off.

I was trying not to cry but the sight of Michael in his bloody clothes and the breathing mask over his face was scaring me and bringing back memories I never wanted to relive.

The paramedic got his blood under control then they stuck him with several needles that connected to an IV.

"Mikey." I whispered holding his hand.

He couldn't talk because of the breathing mask but I knew he could hear me. "Baby I need you to hold on for me." I told him.

He nodded his head.

"We're almost there Michael please." I begged.

His heart monitor flat lined. The paramedic moved me out of the way and started the electric shock. I watched him perform this for a total of two minutes and Michael's heart beat still wouldn't respond.

"Call it." the paramedic shouted. "2:30am." The other relied removing Michael's mask from his face.

No! this can't be fucking happening right now. Jesus himself couldn't explain to me why they were calling his time of death. No! Michael is my superman he isn't suppose to die.

I pushed the paramedic out of the way dropping to my knees and performing CPR on Michael's chest but Nothing worked his monitor remained still. The paramedic tried to wrap a comforting arm around my shoulder but I snatched away as I stared at Michael's lifeless body.

"Bring him the fuck back right now!" I yelled in the poor guys face. He didn't deserve my rage but right now he was the closet person so got every ounce of anger I was feeling at this moment.

"Ma'am there is nothing I can do."

"Sir umm Terry is it." A sinister smile plastered across my face. "If you don't bring my boyfriend now I guarantee you'll need a casket right next to him."

He looked scared. Hell I wold be to if a mad black woman threaten me smiling at a time like this. "Eric lets do it one more time." the dude Eric obeyed his command and they tried the electric shock one more time.

"Come on Michael, baby. I know you gon' make it." I prayed. "Fight baby." I was still on my knees but I was sitting at the top of where his bloody head laid.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

"We got a pulse." Terry yelled. I stared at Michael who struggled to breath until Eric; the paramedic slipped back on his breathing mask.

I kissed Michael all over his face until we finally reached the hospital and they escorted him back to ER. I didn't even fight with the nurse who stood between me and the door way. I walked to the lobby praying and thanking God for his blessing.

"Is he okay?" Pour over my shoulder. I turned around to see Chris, Trell, Honey, Heather, Sydney, and Tank staring at me.

"He lost a lot of blood and he nearly died in the back of the ambulance but they got his heart beating again now they just took him back for surgery." I explained.

Everybody was upset but happy he's alive. Chris looked the most upset so I walked over to his chair and rubbed his back. "He's gonna be okay Chris." I told him.

"Bri it suppose to be like this." He mumbled with his hands covering his face. "That's been my brother since forever and a damn day. We been through more shit then even could imagine and he's fighting for his life right now."

I'd never seen Chris so vulnerable before. Usually he was always smiling and joking but he showed me a different side of him that made me see that even the toughest person can have a weak side.

I couldn't see anything because Chris and Michael had a bond way stronger then he and I but we were both hurting the same. We all sat in silence for almost an hour.

"The family of Michael Stevenson?" A tall male black doctor called out into the lobby.

We stood up and I quickly walked over to the doctor. "doctor is he gonna be okay?"

"Hes stable but he lost a lot of blood and needs a blood transfusion from a possible donor." He said with a sympathetic smile.

Everyone remained quiet. "I want to do it." I spoke up. "Does you know your blood type?"

"Type 0." I responded.

He smiled wide. "Follow me young lady." I looked at everyone and they gave me a comforting smile and Chris hugged me tight.

I followed the doctor back to a hospital room where we went over a bunch of paper work then he laid me down on the bed. He cleaned my arm and tied a rubber type thing around it. I had to look away because I hated needles with a passion. He also gave me a small rubber ball to squeeze while he drained 3 pints of blood front system.

"Okay now relax and count back from 5." I closed my eyes and started to count back when I felt a sharp pinch into my skin making me hiss in

pain.

After everything was done he wanted me to lay down in the bed just a while to see how my body reacted i.e. vomiting, dizziness, pale skin that type of stuff.

I must have fallen asleep because I was waking up to Chris shaking me. I peeled open my eye and then popped up.

"Bri Mike up." Chris exclaimed smiling.

I jumped outta the hospital bed and Chris lead me to his room which was only down the hall from mine. We walked in and all our friends were crowding his bed laughing and when they saw everyone made a save where I squeezed in to see my baby hooked to a heart monitor and IV all through his arm.

"Baby c'mere." Michael's voice was raspy and unclear but it felt amazing to hear his voice. I didn't want to touch cause I was afraid I'd hurt him so I was a little stand offish.

"It's okay you not gon' hurt me." He said like he had read my mind.

I carefully went over to his bedside and grabbed his hand. He brought it to mouth and slowly kissed it.

"Thank you baby." He smiled.

The rest of the time was causal. Michael complained about being in the bed and everything. The crew left about 7 in morning but I stayed to tend to my baby.

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I couldn't wait to upload this chapter lol. Hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed writing it.

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