Protect Me

2 again chapter 43

Keam POV

"God if you can still hear this thug, I wanna apologize, I know what I did was wrong, I don't want this life anymore, but It provides for my family, God I would have never in a million years hurt my baby sister I tried so hard to protect her from men like me, God please hear me out. Amen" I got up from my bedroom floor Michelle and the family were at the hospital checking on Kia, I still haven't had the nerve to go up there. Michelle called And told me the inside of her walls were scratched and her fallopian tube were scared so she may never be able to bare a child it hurted me so bad to know I took that away from my sister I thought about dying several times, but I can't leave my son wife, and sister behind.

------Authors POV -----

Kia laid in bed thinking to herself this can't be true. Michael is a liar, my brother couldn't have hurt me then let those boys hurt me, there's no way. He risked his life for me over and over again to make sure these things never happened to me. He would never hurt an innocent girl she thought. Kia wanted to find out for herself. she looked around the hospital room and saw Michael sleeping on the couch beside her.

Kia POV

"Michael !"

I watched as he woke up startled to see me up talking, I haven't been talking to anyone, I've just been taking it all in.

"Yes baby, yes what is it ?" He asked running to my bed side.

"Get up here and hold me, don't let me go, don't lie to me, tell me who hurt me."

"Kia baby, I love you ," he said getting up on the bed as I scooted over making room. "I can tell you over and over again but you won't believe me, you can't believe me and that's understandable," he explain wiping the tears I didn't even know was falling.

I just laid there crying and praying on his chest as he held me and assured me everything will be okay. I knew better though, it's like God doesn't want me here, he's not gone stop until I'm off the face of this earth but he isn't making it easy. I just fell asleep in his arms.

----Authors POV----

Michael had called Keam to the hospital earlier that day, but Keam couldn't even find the strength to leave the room. He could hear his son beating on the door begging him to come out and play, but that still didn't put a smile on his face. He laid in the bed crying. He didn't want his son to see him like this he just couldn't.

Keam POV

"Daddy, the door," King said banging on the door.

"Daddy please come out, I sorry," he said still knocking.

I can't believe he think he did something, I can't let him feel like that I got up and washed my face.

"Can we talk ?" a women said from the outside of my door. It didn't sound like Michelle but the voice was familiar I remember that voice, Kia ? could it be? I dropped the rang and ran to door. I slowly opened it to my surprise it was neither a stranger was in my house!!!!

"Who are you, and how in hell did you get in here, excuse my language," I said walking out my room, closing my door.

"Dadddyyy I sorry, me been good to mommy, and look ," he said showing me his money his mama gives him for behaving.

"Where is mommy ?"

"Sitting room," he said pointing down the stairs.

"Tell mommy to come here," I said putting him down watching him run off.

"So how may I help you," I said directing my attention back to the lady.

"Daddyyyy," King said running back.

"What son ?" I said picking him up.

"I lubb you," he said kissing my cheek. "don't cry like a punk," he said wrapping his hands around my neck.

"I love you too son," I said laughing and kissing his head. "I'm proud of you King, you've been a good boy while daddy been out of it."

"I got him," said Michelle walking up and taking him from me. she hasn't even been talking to me, better yet looking me in my face. It hurts to see my wife act this way, I know I messed up, but I need her here with me for me.

"Michelle, lets talk," I said grabbing her waist as she turned around.

"This lady is here to talk to you," she said walking away.

I turned and looked at the lady. "Do you know me because I surely don't know you?"

"Well I'm Kia's guardian, well kinda I was her ex boyfriend maid but we escaped here and now we live together."

"Oh well thanks for letting my sister live with you," I said looking down.

"Look," she said taking my arm sitting down on the top of the stair case. " Kia loves you, she always have. I've watched Kia get the living shit beat out of her and she called on you. there was times id walk in her room to clean her up and change her wounds and all she talked about was her brother protecting her in heaven that's why she's not dead or her brother coming to find her." I looked at her as my eyes began to swell up. "I didn't come to make you feel bad, but when I heard her brother did this I was taken back, she looks up to you, she waited years to run to you and show you what she'd become she wanted to show you she never stopped loving you."

"Look I'm sorry, If I could I would take it back, I would take it all back, i just want to apologize and hold her and love on her, and be her big brother again."

"Well go then, because right

Now sitting here wanting to do something isn't gone get it done. right now her boyfriend is being the big brother you want to be."

"But how could I ma'am, the devil has taken over me, God can't hear me, I pray, but when I open my eyes the problems are still here."

"No, don't you ever as long as you're living let me hear you say some shit

Like that. God will never I mean never put more on you than you can bare."

"How do you know?" I asked looking her in her eyes.

"You're still here right ?" she asked. I just hushed and listened. "God has plan for you, he'll prove it to you that he is victorious. just pray and watch God turn this situation around. Where is your faith ? Don't give the devil the satisfaction of a victory that isn't his. Let me tell you something, your sister has been to hell and back and she still prays her way out of it, yea I have to remind her that God isn't against her, because just like you, she sometimes loses faith."

"Listen son you remember one thing if you don't remember anything else, God will never leave you or forsake you, prayer changes things."

My head snapped up, " repeat that," I said looking at her closely.

"I said , God will never leave you or forsake you, prayer changes things."

"Grandma?" I said touching her face.

"Son what are you talking about?" she asked placing her hand on mine.

"Grandma B ?"

"Yes." She answered looking as though God has just called her home.

I just went over and hugged her I couldn't let go, my grandma had found me she wasn't dead she was here talking to me. "I missed you, I needed you, all those years, I missed your stories, your kisses, your love."

She pulled me back. "Mini K ?" she asked.

Oh grandma I said hugging her again, this time she hugged me back. It .was amazing it was like I was 2 again going to tell her I had a bad dream.