For the love of Heaven (ON HOLD)

25| Miss Moody

Omar

I took off from work today so I could take care of Heaven. She been real sick lately and been wanting a lot of attention from me. I made an appointment for her to go to the doctor but I didn't tell her because she been avoiding the conversation every time I bring it up and I'm on my way back to the house because she wanted me to bring her soup.

I pulled up to the house and got out of the car. I walked to the door and opened it. I heard noise coming from the kitchen.

"Heaven!" I walked slowly toward the kitchen.

"Heaven! Stop playing with me" I said as I placed a hand on the pistol on my side.

"'This shit ain't funny." I said pulling it out.

I pointed it out as I walked in the kitchen.

The fridge door was open.

The door closed and Heaven gasped as she dropped everything the was in her arms.

"Oh shit!" I put the gun back in my pants.

She pulled my beats headphones off and paused the music on her phone. "Omar, what the fuck are you with a gun and why was is pointed at me?!"

"I'm sorry baby, I thought you was a robber or something.." I said as I grabbed her and held her.

"Robbing groceries?!"

"Well.."

"You gotta chill out.." Heaven said still holding her chest. "You're paranoid all the time.."

"No you gotta chill out.. what's all of this I thought you were sick." I said pointing to all this shit on the floor she dropped.

"I was but I started feeling better after you left and I was craving something wanted to try it..." she said as she started picking the stuff up.

"Like what Heaven." I sighed because I knew she was about to say some crazy shit.

"A peanut butter and jelly sandwich.."

"Okay so."

"You didn't let me finish," She smiled

"Alright go ahead."

"A peanut butter and jelly sandwich with pickles & whipped cream."

I almost threw up in my mouth "that's nasty as hell."

"No it's not, come try it with me," she pleaded.

"Nah I think Ima just go lay down." I said walking out of the kitchen.

"Wait! Omar!"

"Yes."

"You still didn't answer my first question.." she said.

"What?"

"Why do you have a gun?"

"For protection, your protection mostly."

"Thank you but I don't think that's necessary," she said with a small grin on her face.

Her smile was my favorite thing about her. I got the gun so I would never have to lose that smile, Heaven brought me true happiness and I ain't letting no crazy ass nigga like lucky take that away from me.

"It is very necessary, I gotta make sure you safe at all times, you my number one priority over everything, you are my everything, if you ain't here my life don't mean shit."