| Michael |
I know y'all probably skeptical about me but I promise I was dead ass when I said what I said. The only reason I did what I did to Kaimana is because they were threatening to kill her, I loved her too much to let that happen so I had to do something.
I'm sitting in the back of a black SUV with the niggas that was in the building. I'm just now feeling the real pain of my wound, I really needa get this bullet outta me. I guess ole dude that shot me can tell because he speaks up.
" Aye, I'm sorry bruh . I ain't mean to shoot you. It was really just meant to scare ya ass. " Dude said.
" You good bruh . I ain't mean to call you a bitch nigga, I was confused as to why I was being kidnapped .. " I say, there's an awkward silence after that and everyone decides to remain silent for the rest of the ride.
15 minutes later, we pull up in front of a huge mansion with a big gate surrounding it. We roll up and Tray puts the pass code and the gates open. As soon as the car comes to a stop, everybody piles out of the truck, I'm about to step out and Mana comes around and helps me out. I thank her and she offers me a small smile.
" C'mon lets get you upstairs. I think you need stitches. " she says. I groan causing her to giggle. I smile at her.
We walk up the stairs into the last door on the right, she leads me to the bathroom and tells me to sit on the toilet. She walks out of the bathroom with a bunch of stuff in her little hands. " Okay.. first take this. " She says, handing me two pills.
" What is this ? " I ask, popping them in my mouth.
" How you gonna ask but put it in your mouth anyways ? " She asks, shaking her head. " Its very strong pain meds. "
She tells me to take my shirt off and I give her my famous 'oh really' face. " Michael stop playin' boy ! "
I just chuckle and lift my shirt off slowly, wincing in pain. She instantly grabs the wash cloth and this mixture that smelled like flowers or sum shit like that and starts to clean my wound. My eyes never leave her face. She looks up and smiles at me. Once she's done cleaning my wound she puts some homemade cream stuff on my stomach and wraps it up. Where the hell did she get all this from ?
" My grandma. " She answers as if she had read my mind. " She taught me a bunch of treatments and home remedies. "
" Alright, now we get to the bad part. " She says, scrunching up her face. I groan and she grabs the scissors cutting a even bigger hole in my pants and she examines it. " You got lucky its not that deep, but you still need stitches. "
She grabs the tweezers and carefully but quickly removes the bullet from my leg. I groan in pain, she places the bullet on a piece of paper towel and starts to stitch me up. In a matter of 5 minutes she's done. " Thanks Mana. " I say smiling at her.
" What did I tell you, Michael ? " She says but I can see the smile on her face, she misses me just as much as I missed her.
" Mana. " She slowly turns around to look at me and I open up my arms for her. She hesitates but runs and jumps on me.
" I missed you soo much, Mikey. " She says, hugging me tight.
" I missed you too, baby girl. " I huff out a breath. I miss this just Mikey & Mana against the world.
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The Pressure
RandomThe pressure of real life, of doing whatever you have to do. Of providing for you and your family. I mean money's gotta be made somehow. The pressure is what keeps it real.