Corrupted (A Tyga Love Story) COMPLETED

Chapter Thirty Four (The Finale)

It's so harddddd, to say goodbye, to Tyga and Jadeeee. I just want to say from the bottom of my heart, how much everyone of you guys mean to me.

This story was the second story I posted on Wattpad, and I didn't expect it to branch out like it did. A year and some months later it's coming to an end, and I love you guys even more for sticking with me, even when I went on monthly writing breaks, and it really means the world to me guys.

Thanks for reading my crazy ideas, reading Jade and Michael's story, and enjoying this ride with me. There will be an epilogue, and then this story is done.

Thank you guys so much! And for the last time, here's Corrupted.
- Keiana

Chapter Thirty Four (The Finale)

Jade Caswell

"I'm always gonna protect you, you know that?" Michael's fingers brushed against my face softly.

"I know."

We were cuddling at Michael's house one night, and he was high as hell confessing his feelings for me. I already knew he felt like this, but it was nice to hear.

"I wish another nigga would try to take you from you, and I wish you'd let him, I wish you would."

He really sounded like he wanted me to. I lifted my head and looked at his face. His eyes were open a tiny bit, and he had a goofy cute smile on his face.

"Never babe." I reached over and kissed Michael's pouted lips lightly.

I laid back where I was and slid underneath Michael's warm body. I really did feel protected in his arms, I felt protected whenever I was around Michael.

But now that I was laying in a cold basement by myself, my stomach empty, my head aching, and feeling kind of light headed, I'd never felt so scared in my life.

There was no windows, which meant there was no light or heat, and I was really going through it.

I really don't know how long I'd been in the basement, I didn't know what time it was, or if Michael was here yet.

I didn't know anything right now, and I hated it. I didn't even know where my phone was!

"Hello?!" I yelled like someone could hear me through these thick walls. Only God could hear me now.

I changed the position I was laying in and turned on my side so I could wrap my arms around myself. If I knew I was gonna get kidnapped from the club I would've worn something warmer than the dress I had on.

Since there was nothing to do I was just gonna sleep.

"Where she at nigga?" I swore I heard Michael ask someone.

"Right in there. Go in." Rashad's voice said.

"I'll go in when I'm ready."

The heavy door opened and a bright light flashed through the crack.

"Jade?"

"Michael?" My voice croaked.

"Turn on the light nigga. I swear if one of you niggas even put a finger on her I'll blast your head off."

"Yeah yeah, whatever." Rashad brushed off what Michael had said but turned on the light still.

My eyes squinted as I tried to get used to the light again.

"Jade baby!" Michael ran over to where I was laying and picked me up. He started inspecting me like a prized antique in a display case.

"You bleeding?"