Chapter Twenty Seven

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"Malik, please! I wanna stay. He is my father," I begged. I wanted to stay with him but Malik wanted me to go home as Derek wanted to stay with dad alone. The doctor said that I should go also, but I didn't want.

"I know and he is his father also and he is the guy, so he stays. Plus, you have to rest and enjoy your beauty sleep," he argued. I hated how he decided things for me but I didn't argue. I have learned that there is no winning with him around.

"Fine, but we will come here in the morning," I said and he nodded.

"As soon as you wake up," he said and carried me. I put my arms around his neck and relaxed allowing him to carry me. I was heavy but who cared, he was strong enough to fight and race so he is strong enough to carry me.

He put me on a bench and called someone. Only minutes had passed and I found myself in a car. Malik was sitting with my head on his lap with his hands in my hair. He moved his arms which made me sleep. I closed my eyes and relaxed. Time passed and I found myself in Malik's arms again. I closed my eyes feeling safe enough to sleep again.

I woke up the other day feeling relaxed and comfortable. I was so calm and I didn't have much in my head but I looked around and I didn't know where I was. I freaked a little and sat right looking around. I found Malik on the chair next to the bed watching TV.

"Good morning, baby! You were so tired yesterday that it didn't take you time to sleep," he said and I nodded a little. I walked to him and sat on his lap. I closed my eyes feeling a little sleepy. He tapped my back and I purred a little. It took me few second to realize that he was touching my actual skin. My eyes went wide open and I looked at him pushing his hand away. I looked at myself and found myself in just some shorts and a bra.

"What the heck happened?!" I yelled getting off.

"Calm down!" He whispered trying to hold a laughter.

"Don't try! What the heck happened here?!" I yelled again.

"Okay! So I bought you some clothes and changed you," he replied casually.

"What the actual fuck?!" I yelled.

"Don't worry! I had my eyes closed," he said and I relaxed a bit.

"Not all the time though," he whispered and I glared at him. He laughed and pulled me in his arms and said, "Don't worry! This body is mine and you're mine, but I won't do anything you are uncomfortable with."

"I trust you," I calmed down and said. I relaxed again and he warped his arms around me. He pressed his lips on mine and pulled me by the waist. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my lips to his. He smirked against the kiss and I blushed.

Malik pulled back and said, "Baby, go and change because we have to go check on your father."

I nodded and asked, "Where are those clothes?!"

He looked at the bed and pointed at a bag. I nodded and opened it. I grabbed a pair of jeans and and an oversized Greg shirt that fit me really well. I smiled and went to the bathroom in a hurry. I wanted to go and see dad. To no honest, I had a strong feeling that he is much better and I wanted to believe that the best I could. I sighed and put my hair in a pig tail and changed. I didn't bother with make up.

I opened the door and went out. I looked at Malik who was actually ready. He nodded at me and said, "we have to check out from the hotel, so come with me."

He walked to the door carrying both our bags. I nodded and followed. I closed the door and followed him to the reception. The guy there took the keys and the money. He made us sign on a paper and then we left.

We left to a car that was waiting there for us. Malik looked at me and said, "Stay strong the way you are, baby. You have actually taken that better than I thought. I am so proud of you and I love you."

"I love you too," I answered and hugged him.

I smiled and relaxed as his arms put his arms around me. I was glad really glad because he said that. I needed support. I didn't know how I was that strong. Didn't I love my father enough to cry and break down?! Didn't I adore him enough?! Didn't I feel enough?! Or was my feelings just not enough because I lived without him for sometime?!

"Malik! Didn't I love my dad enough to cry?!" I asked as the thought was annoying me.

"You did, Brianna. It's just because you couldn't take the shock. You're probably still shocked. That is why. You were crying because of that in your sleep, sweetie. That's how I knew all about it, calm down and don't stress yourself more," he said and kissed my forehead. I smiled sweetly at him thankfully. I was grateful for him and his words.

Seconds passed and by them the moment ended. Malik's phone rang and I looked at him with a sigh. He opened it and answered the call.

"Hey Derek!" Malik said.

"Yeah she is with me," he said again in reply.

"Okay!" Malik said and pressed a button on his phone.

"You're on speaker now," Malik announced.

"Brianna?!" I hear Derek's voice.

"Hello, brother, how are you and how is dad?!" I asked as soon as I heard his voice.

"I am fine, and the doctors said that dad is now fine. He will wake up in an hour so come here as soon as possible, I am sure he wouldn't want to see me alone," he said and I almost fainted. My nerves relaxed and I sighed in relief. Malik looked at me with a wide smile.

"Really?! Thank you, Derek! Thank you, we are on the way," I said and hugged Malik the closest I could. I was really glad that I could jump and dance. Dad was doing fine. I was in Malik's arms and I have a brother now. My life could never get better. 

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