Chapter 27

Precious' P.O.V

Still watching Tony lying on that sofa, I wondered what happened to him. With those scars and bruises we never thought that taking him to the hospital was a good idea. My mother got off the phone call, I hoped that it was someone who could really help us with that situation. Still using a warm damp cloth to wipe Tony, I kept on checking his pulse and luckily, he was still alive as we needed him to be.

"Who were you talking to?" I asked my mom.

"Joshua," my mom mumbled.

For a second, I asked myself why my mom always thought of Joshua when we were in some sort of need.

"Josh? How is he going to help with this situation?" I asked.

"Now it's not the time, Precious," she replied.

"No mom, it is the time," I said "why is it that you call Josh all the time when you need help with something?"

"No, you don't talk to me like that young lady," my mom angrily said.