Between The Lines (Tyga Love Story)

23. Heaven

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Heaven - Beyoncè 🎶🎶🌹

~ Tyga ~

I woke up from my unexpected deep sleep and looked around.. She wasn't there. I immediately got up from my uncomfortable position on the twin sized hospital bed and left the room, prepared to find a doctor.

"Excuse me? Do you know where the patient for room 778 is?" I asked hurriedly to the first doctor I saw. He looked through his clipboard..

"Room 778.." He mumbled to himself. He walked into the room, signaling for me to follow him and I did. "Uhh.." He stalled. "I'm sorry to tell you, son.. But she passed away early this morning and was sent to the morgue.."

My body temperature dropped, and I could feel myself shaking.

"What?" I asked even though I didn't want to hear him say it again. I fought to fight back the tears that were threatening to fall. I didn't let them. I stormed out of the hospital. I sat on the cold sidewalk watching cars drive past me.. And let the tears fall.

I'm weak.

A man that cries. A man that doesn't know what to do. A man who will never find what he had with Dawn with anyone else. I put my head in my hands and cried. I felt like the whole world was spinning me on its axil. Nothing was standing still anymore.

I'm weak.

Why her? I thought to myself. Why not me? Why now? I felt a hand on my back and I quickly turned around to see Dawn's father. I tried to recompose myself but failed.

"She's in a better place, Ty. God got her peacefully in her sleep." He told me. I couldn't even look at him.

"Why He couldn't take us both, huh?" I asked, questioning God. "He don't love us? Why he had to take her and leave us behind?" I couldn't hold back the thick tears that were forming in my eyes and making it's way down my face. "Why he want us to feel pain?" I broke down and Dawn's father patted my back as I held my head in my hands. I'm weak.

"While we're mourning, heaven is rejoicing, son," He told me.

"Half of me is missing."

"Did you honestly love her, Michael?" He asked me.

I lifted my head. "Love is when you need somebody and when they're there, you're complete. When you know that the only way you can continue on through life without a broken heart is when they're there with you. I love her more than I love anything in the world. She completed me.." I trailed off, watching the cars drive by me as if they were interesting.

"Then she's still here," I looked up at him quickly when he said that. Hoping he meant that they were all just playing a sick joke on me. "In there." He said pointing to my chest. I felt a gust of wind lightly touch my face and got a good feeling inside of me.

"You're right," I said, standing up. I will never stop loving Dawn. She's still here.

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~ Dawn ~

I've never felt more at ease. I've never felt the urge to cry just to find out there are no more tears. I've never felt more alive. Death was easy, to live was the hard part. Laying next to the love of my life in a hospital bed, watching him sleep, all the while God was waiting for me.

"I love you," I whispered. I couldn't bring myself to be unhappy. I couldn't bring myself to be sad. As long as he knew. As long as he knew.

"I love you, too," he replied in his sleep. That's all I needed. All I needed to hear. I placed a kiss on his forehead and looked up as I heard voices calling my name, accepting me into my new home. A burst of light shone through the sky as I absentmindedly walked towards the light, leaving my body behind and only bringing my spirit.

"I'll always be here," I told a sleeping Michael as I walked closer and closer to the light, letting it take hold of me and bring me to my new home.