The Truth Behind The Lies

⚜Prologue⚜

⚠️ ATTENTION BEAUTIFUL READERS⚠️

THIS IS BOOK 2 OF THE BOOK "CHANGING Of Hearts"

I RECOMMEND YOU READ THAT BOOK FIRST SO YOU HAVE A BETTER UNDERSTANDING OF WHO THE CHARACTERS ARE, ITS BASICALLY ABOUT  THE CHARACTERS CHILDHOOD.

YOU LEARN HOW THE CHARACTERS BECAME WHO THEY ARE NOW.

⚠️⚠️THE PROLOGUE CHAPTER OF THIS BOOK IS IN FIRST PERSON BUT  THE REST  WILL BE IN THIRD PERSON.⚠️⚠️

YOU MAY HAVE TO FOLLOW  TO READ CERTAIN CHAPTERS‼️

THIS BOOK IS FOR MATURE PPL ONLY‼ THEREFORE THERE WILL BE SEXUALLY CONTENT, VIOLENT.....ECT.

PLEASE DON'T STEAL MY WORK BECAUSE IF YOU DO AND IT GETS BACK TO ME YOUR STORY CAN AND WILL BE REPORTED AND POSSIBLY DELETED❗️

⚠️THIS IS MY FIRST AND LAST WARNING ⚠️

WITHOUT FURTHER OR DUE ..........

                       PARISSA ⚜

As soon as I was about to put a bullet in this son of a bitch head I hear gunshots that wasn't mine being fired, and seconds later I feel the wind being knocked out of me as I feel a sharp pain quickly forming in my chest and upper left thigh, causing me to loose my grip on my pistol, and a moment later I hear it drop to the ground.

The cold mean mug heartless look I once had on my face, turns into a shock look as a tear drops out of my right eye as I blink.

I slowly look down to see where exactly the bullets hit.

I try to bring my shaking hand up to my chest which is rapidly moving up and down, before I have a chance to process what is happening I bring my shaking hand up to my mouth as I start to cough up a sweet dark red liquid, and just the sight of this liquid causes my vision to blur and my head to hurt, and at that moment everything starts to slow down.

The pain I was once feeling in my chest and left thigh starts to subside and I hear voices.

So this is what it feels like to be shot? All the times I've put bullets in people and never once had I known the kind of excruciating pain that came along with it.... Until now that is.

I always thought motherfuckers in movies over exaggerate the truth behind being shot but now I don't.

I try to grab my inhaler but my hands are slowly becoming numb, and I can no longer seem to figure out if I have reached it or not.

I stumble back suddenly loosing control over my body and I feel myself falling backwards, but I never hit the ground...as soon as my fingertips touch the dirty cold floor I feel myself being lifted up bridal style.

I slowly blink my eyes a few times trying to see who was carrying me since I recall coming here alone, but my vision wouldn't clear up enough as more tears slowly fall from my eyes and enter my ears.

I feel myself being placed in a car and seconds later the door on my side closes and so does another one that I didn't hear open.

Unable to move I rest my head on the window as I fight desperately to keep my eyes open, afraid that if I close them even for a second they wouldn't open again.

I look down to see the outline of a much larger warm hand being placed on top of mine before my hand is gently squeeze.

My eyes water again as I look and realize my favorite skinny jeans are now ruined by my bloody bullet wound. I taste a sweet red liquid fall out the side of my slightly open mouth landing on my favorite custom made Tupac shirt and my eyes water even more.

The voices in the car seem to become more faint until I can no longer here them, I could feel the red liquid tickling down my chest from my wounds like rain.

I feel myself take one deep shaky breath and slowly let it out, and after that I feel my body shutting down and go weak as I slouch completely into the seat, unable to continue to force my eyes to stay open I slowly close them and everything around me slowly went black.

You know how they say your last minutes of life your whole life flash in front of you?

Well for me whoever they are was certainly right about that.

Even though everything around me was black my mind was still racing, and it took me way back to the events and choices I made that landed me here.

If anybody told me 15 months ago I would end up here I would laugh in their face, and tell them to kick rocks before they get got.

But none of this would've happened if I would've saw The Truth Behind The Lies sooner.