Hold U Down

Chapter 15|Don't Go

Keira-

I popped another pill, downing it with the half empty bottle of alcohol I'd been drinking as I  paced back and forth in the hotel room, I was waiting for that call. That get away call. That call that granted me permission to pack up the little shit I had with me and get the hell outta here, maybe even for good.

I sighed, who was I kidding? He was never gonna let me go free. Not after everything I've seen, everything I know. If anything he'd kill me, and I'd take that any day over Mel's wrath.

"Fuck!" I shout, startling myself a little. Everything was becoming too much, everything i'd done that led up to the other night,  was eating me alive.

From tricking Cam  into doing her dirty, to being apart of the set up that had gotten her brother killed, and now this... If anyone knows Mel, it's me, and she will never forgive me for this, ever.

I had a few choices here, either stay and face Mel, stay and continue working for Tye - possibly running from Mel for the rest of my life, or...

Say it. My subconscious Impels.

I quickly push the thought away, I would never stoop so low.

Why not? It's not like you have much left to live for anyways. You've ruined the only real friendship you've ever had, your mother would rather load up on drugs than to have anything to do with you with you, daddy left before you even came out the womb. You're useless!

"Shut up! She's not addicted, She's just letting off some steam..A-and my dad... sh-she told me he was dead."

"Hmph." my subconscious scoffs, "Yeah, he's dead alright. Dead-Beat baby girl. He didn't want you."

I cover my mouth as a loud sob escapes my throat, "I can't do this!" I cry out, holding my stomach. All the thoughts running through my head were becoming too much.

Baby girl your dead beat daddy and druggie mama should be the least of your worries. If you stay you're as good as dead. And leaving? Don't even think about it,  Tye would just find you and continue making you risk your life for his own entertainment and Mel? Ha,  Mel wouldn't let you live, or she'd torture you from afar until you didn't want to. So really, you've only got one choice here.

"You're right." I whisper, pulling on my hair as tears streamed down my face. I was useless. Mel wouldn't even want to hear my name let alone see my face or hear my apologies. I was dead to her and I knew it.

Come on, do it Keira. My conscience  impels some more.

I sigh deeply and pick up the gun from the bedside table.

I close my eyes, "I'm so sorry Mel" I whisper as a stray tear rolls down my cheek.

August-

"Aye doc, we almost done hea?" I asked, pulling my jacket back on. Karmaa and I were at the doctors for this DNA test my mama forced us to get.

"Why? You got somewhere more important to be?" Karmaa asked, zipping Anthony's jacket back up.

I tried so hard not to give her the stank face, fuck she think she is? "Actually yeah, I do." I replied, slick mugging her.

"Must be going to see that guh huh?" My mama asked, Picking up Anthony and pacing around the room with him.

I rolled my eyes, why she actin brand new like she don't know Mel all of a sudden?