Just Love Society

Chapter 20

~ Tyga POV ~

Paz hand finally woken up and I want to be there for here. I'm never leaving her side.

"Baby, can you get me a glass of water?" Paz asked from my bed. I jumped up and ran into the kitchen. I grabbed 2 glasses. I made one iced glass, and one room temperature. I went back to her.

"Babe, I said one.."

"I know baby, I just want you to have more than one option." She looked at me like I was crazy.

"Umm, okay?" I watched her as she drank the glass of water. She stopped drinking.

"Michael. Stop staring at me." She said through her teeth.

"I just wanna make sure you're safe." She sighed and put the glasses on the dresser. She looked up at me.

"Babe, I just was out of it that week. I'm good now." She gave me a reassuring smile and nodded. I felt sorry for her. I scratched my head.

"Umm, it's not about that babe... I just wanna make sure you're safe and that you have everything and everyone that you need. Okay baby?" Her eyes widened a little bit. Her bottom lip poked out and it quivered.

"You know?" She said below a whisper. I nodded. She began to cry and I wrapped myself around her. She explained everything to me. She told me everything.

About how her dad only got to do it twice before her mom caught him. Apparently Paz and her mom both helped each other in killing the sick fuck. He deserved it. I understand why she's such a ride or die for her mom now. I pulled her closer into my chest and stroked her back as I held her.

"You have me now baby, you don't worry about anything like that anymore. I'm here for you." I whispered into her ear. I felt her skin get goosebumps and I kissed the back of her ear. She sniffled.

"I'm here for you too baby." She said. I was lost. I felt like what she said had a lot more meaning to it.

"Whatchu mean bae?" I said into her thick head of hair.

"I know about your dad Michael." My body immediately tensed up. How did she know about him?

"How? Why?" I said with attitude. She scoffed at me and got off of the bed. Damn, I didn't even mean it like that.

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~ Paz POV ~

I hate how Michael was okay with being all up in my past, but not with me being in his. Does he really love me? Does he even genuinely care for me?

I thought as I sat on the couch. Maybe we need a break.. I'm frustrated as fuck. I just want to take my mind off of things right now. I walked back into Michael's room and without a word got dressed, washed my face and walked out. I forgot my phone and walked back into the room.

"Baby, can you please talk to me?" Michael begged. I ignored him.

I gathered my phone, my brown leather Saffiano Michael Kors bag. I walked right out without a word. I'm not dealing with him right now. As I sat in the living room, I thought about what was going on and what I was going to do.

"Paz. Stop running away from me and talk to me damn!" I ignored him and texted Candy.

Me : Bae , come pick me up , please ?

I locked my phone and waited for her to text me back. Michael was still yelling, but I wasn't paying him any mind. My phone lit up and I unlocked it. I opened Candy's message.

Candaay 😍😘💁 : Of course heaux, where you at?

Me : Ty's house ..

Candaay 😍😘💁 : Oh okay, I was on my way there anyway.