On the Run

Chapter 29

"I came to bring the pain"

-Tupac

Christian POV

Jamal? I was too scared to look back up at the stranger. He had the same story as Laney and the same name as her 'dead' ex. I did the unthinkable and spoke.

"Who..." I sat up and looked at the killer across from me.

"I'm Jamal... The one that was running with Laney for years." He admitted.

So many things started running through my selfish mind. What if he still loves her and she still loves him? I love her....

And I be damn If I let somebody else get her!

"I love-"

"I know you said it already lil nigga." He had a sly smirk.

"She thinks you're dead the whole fucking world think you dead." I frowned. He looked confused.

"They told me she was dead." He said.

"Laney is alive and she's waiting on me. I can't be sitting off in here. I got a family to go home to." I held my head in my hands.

"We all got families Christian. This is just the life we chose now we got to pay for it." He shrugged.

"No! I didn't choose this bullshit I chose Laney and she came with the bullshit!" I said rather loud. He just stared at me.

"You one square ass nigga. Where she find you at homie?" He laughed.

"Atlanta. Her lil ass was in disguise as Mya Johnson. Whoever the fuck that is. And I fell in love with the weirdo girl she portrayed to be. And actually loved the real her more. I bet I sound stupid." I said. He laughed a little and shrugged.

"She got that type of affect on people." He stared off at his cell wall.

I hope he never gets out because he still loves her....

Laney POV

I sat at my old apartment alone and lonely. This is the first day that I don't have to run. I walked over to the curtains and pulled them open for the first time in a long time.

That's when I saw it...

News reporters and cameras were all over the place trying to get to my apartment. I quickly shut the curtains shut and made sure my door was locked. Soon as I did that I heard a light knock.

"Get the fuck away from my door!" I snapped. Instead of leaving I heard the knock again. I looked out the peep hole and saw nothing but black. They had their thumb over the hole.

"On the count of three if you ain't gone Ima make you gone for good!" I promised.

"Girl stop playing and open this door. It's hot in this hallway." I heard Jory on the other side complaining. I shoulda known it was her playing.

I swung the door open and saw her standing there with a big grin on her face.

"What you smiling for? How you even get by all those people?" I went back and sat on my couch.

"I brought company...." She said. I squinted my eyes at her.

"Who?" I asked unsure. A small lady appeared around the corner. She looked at me like she was in shock. I stood up off the couch and stared at them both.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"It's Shay." She said with a nervous smile. All my anger came back. The painful memories and events that took place. She don't love me! She never did!

"Get her out!" I yelled.

"Come on she's our mom." Jory begged.

"She's your mom! She's the reason I have this life!" I yelled. I saw the same thing I saw when I killed all those people and robbed so many banks. I saw the devil and she was standing before me.

"Just let me talk to you." She tried touching my hand but I pulled away quickly.

She still had that same hate in her eyes. She still looked strung out on that shit and Im mad at Jory for bringing her here!

I looked over at Jory and her eyes were begging me.

"What we got to talk about?! And where is Bobby?! He left your trifling ass when you got too old for him?! Mane you pathetic!" I tried hurting her with my words because I knew if I put my hands on her I would be right back where I started.

"I left him baby. He wasn't right for me." She started scratching herself like dirt was eating at her.

"You couldn't figure that out when he got in the shower with me? Or when he made me feel less than nothing while you sat back and said nothing!" I was now crying at the painful memories.

I dropped my clothes and stepped into the shower. The hot water hit the whips and bruises my mom and her boyfriend left on me.

This was the only safe place I had and it allowed me to clear my mind as much as possible.

I could have sworn I heard the door open but I paid it no mind because I remember locking it. I put my body closer to the shower head and enjoyed the sensation of the water..... That was until I felt it.

He had me completely pressed against the shower wall with my hair pulled so my head was straight up.

"Shhhhh." He whispered in my ear.

"Stop it Bobby." My little fragile body tried fighting him off but he was too strong.

I felt something thick running down my leg and so much pain ran between my thighs.

He was raping me.

I cried out... I cried out... But no one heard me. I just let him take me.

He was thrusting inside of me from the back like I was my mom. He had my face pressed against the wall and I swear it felt like it would never end.

Before I knew it I felt both hands on my small waist and his dick got in deeper and my body reacted. I didn't try to but I did... All of this white stuff came out of me and I felt embarrassed from the feeling.

He pulled out and stepped out the shower.... And that was all he wrote.

"Laney." Jory waved her hind in my face.

"Get her out of here." I said so calmly while I silently cried. She's not my mother she's my problem