Free Rags to Riches: My Thug Angel 2 by Andrea Sad'e Page B

me. I passed out., right there in his arms.
    Gena
    Bullets were flying. They were bussing, and we were bussing back.
    “I got her,” I heard Rico say in the ear piece. I looked up, and all their men were sprawled out with bullets in them. Chris was the only one still alive. They had only shot him in the leg. I walked over to him and bent down over him, with tears running down my face.
    “Chris, why?” He looked up at me with red eyes.
    “I never wanted to Gena, but my son has cancer and I couldn’t pay for his treatments.”
    “Your son?”
    “Yes, Karen’s son is mine.”
    “Oh my God, Chris; you know all you had to do is ask! Money ain’t shit. Now you’ve gotten yourself into some shit that I can’t get you out of. I can’t save you,” I said, breaking down on his chest.
    “You don’t have to save me, Gena. I’ll be okay. Either way it goes. If something happens to me, just please take care of my son.” I kissed his face.
    “I promise.” Ace walked in.
    “Come on,” he said to Chris, handcuffing him. Slick walked in with Karen handcuffed. “We’re going to take ya’ll to the warehouse and chain ya’ll up like ya’ll did her, and when she’s feeling better I’ll let her decide what to do with ya’ll.”
    “Where is your son?” I asked Chris before they took him out.
    “He’s at Mom and Dad’s. I just told them everything too.”
    “Okay,” I said, giving him one last kiss and a big hug. I cried the whole ride home, I hoped they spared my brother’s life, but most likely that wouldn’t happen with this group of niggas.
    Rayna
    I woke up in a bed, looking around trying to figure out where I was. Once my eyes focused, I noticed that I was in my bed at home. I was hooked up to an IV and in a new PINK night gown. I didn’t feel dirty anymore, so I smelled my skin and it smelled like my soap. I tried to get out of bed, but Ace walked in the room along with a black man in a white robe, who I assumed was a doctor.
    “Hey baby. Don’t try to get up. You’re really weak right now,” Ace said, coming and sitting in the bed with me.
    “What happened? How did you guys find me?” I asked, tears welling up in my eyes.
    “Don’t worry about that, baby. Just know that we came and got you. You’re safe now.”
    “I’m hungry.”
    “I’ll go get you something, I’ll be back.”
    I instantly panicked, “Don’t leave.”
    “It’s okay baby, Rico is here. He’s gonna come up here and sit with you while I’m gone.”
    “Oka,” I said, knowing that I was in good hands and had nothing to worry about. He kissed my forehead and left the room. A few minutes later, Rico walked in and sat down in the chair next to my bed. He started concentrating on something that I didn’t pick up on, so I turned my head. Looking at the TV, I waited for him to say something but five minutes had passed, and still nothing came out of his mouth.
    “I didn’t think you were this rude,” I said, looking at him from the corner of my eye
    “What?” he said, looking at me with a serious face.
    “Nothing,” I said, going back under the sheets.
    “If you’re wondering why I didn’t say anything, sometimes people don’t want to talk to people after these kind of things happen, so I was waiting until you wanted to talk and then I was gonna see how you were feeling, but you just had to jump the gun,” he said, shaking his head.
    “Whatever. Get out!” I yelled at him, and he didn’t even budge.
    “I was told to stay in this room with you, and that’s what I’ll do. I advise you to calm down.”
    “Who do you think you are?” I asked, eyeing him.
    “Somebody who helped save your damn life,” he said before looking in the other direction.
    “They hurt me really bad,” I said with tears welling up in my eyes. “My face is all puffy and swollen. Lips busted, but I shouldn’t take it out on you. I apologize.”
    “Thank you,” he said, showing no emotion.
    “Fuckin bi polar ass nigga,” is what