Once In A Lifetime Chance [[ Tyga Fan Fiction ]]

Keepin The Secret...

*Michael's POV*

As I woke up I seen that I was in a hospital gown and had IVs coming out of a heart machine into my arm, then the doctor walked in.

"Oh, great your finally awake." Said Dr.Johnston.

"What happened to me?"

"Well you and your wife had a wreck and you had MAJOR injuries, she did as well. You almost died and so did she when the heart monitor when blank. But we saved you, I don't think she knows yet. Even though your alive Mr.Stevenson..you have slight memory lost but, it will come back slowly over time as you see and do stuff you've done before the wreck."

I finally got out the hospital and all that was on my mind was my wife, which the nurse told me name is Jasmine, and the fact I had lost my memory.

When I was walking down to the parking lot, I reached for my phone and that's when I remembered that it got crushed in the wreck along with my car....how the fuck am I gone get home? 

"Aye Mike!!" Some familiar voice said.

I turned to see a nigga with light skin, tattoos, and a snap back on walking my way, he looked extremely familiar but shit, I ain't remember this nigga name. 

"Yo, its me...Chris. I know your memory gone but the doctor told me to try and help so lets go pick up Tremaine & head to your favorite restaurant."

I finally realized this was one of my best friends, well homies cause that sound gay.

As we got into his Lamborghini and drove down this highway that seemed all too familiar, I realized this was the highway I wrecked on..two fuckin' months ago. Damn, the way time passes. 

We pulled up to this condo and a brown skinned nigga I'm guessing is Tremaine walked up to the car and got in the back seat.

"Wassup my nigga!!! Its good to see you Ty!" 

Was this nigga talking to me? My name is Michael.

"Uhhhh, you talking to me?" I said confused. 

"Duh. Oh you did loose your memory..well, your the rapper Tyga, you call yourself T-RAW. My name is Tremaine but my singing name is Trey Songz. Aye Chris play some of his songs." Trey said.

"Aiight, Ima put on Well Done 3." Chris said hype as fuck.

A song called Switch Lanes blasted through the speakers. That's when everything dealin' with my music career came back to me.

"Yooo, I remember my music now. Aye, man the nurse told me I had a wife name Jasmine..I wanna meet her."

"Uhh, nigga she think you dead. She ain't know they saved you.' Trey said a bit off ease.

"Are you fuckin' kiddin' me?? Well lets just go to Fridays and eat shit. I'm hungry." I said mad as shit.

As we pulled up to Fridays I seen the most gorgeous woman in the world. She was with two friends walking in the restaurant. I tapped Chris and pointed over, he said "That's Jasmine."

That's my beautiful ass wife. MY wife.

"I'm surprised she came out, she ain't came out since she thought you died." Trey said.

"Well, I'm finna go talk to her."

"NOOO!!!!!" They said in unison. 

"Why the fuck not" I was mad now, I had a chance to talk to her and they wanted to act like I couldn't.

"Just wait until after we eat and we need to keep this shit a secret because she don't know that you're alive so let's just let y'all start over." Chris said.