City of Secrets

Chpater 8: 22?!

Simon turned around and started walking away. I walked with him and bombarded him with questions.
"What was in that bag? Was it drugs? Are you a drug dealer? Oh my gosh your a criminal! Aren't you? We're going to jail! I wouldn't do good in jail! O-" he slammed his hand over my mouth. His hand stung my skin.
"Shut up! It wasn't drugs!" He said annoyed.
I grabbed his hand and yanked it off my mouth.
"Then what was it?" I asked.
He stopped walking and faced me. He sighed.
"It was medicine for his mom," he said ashamed.
"What?" I asked.
"What I gave him was drugs, but it's used to cure illnesses. She deadly ill and that should cure her," he hid his head.
"Why are you acting embarrassed? You did something good," I said.
"No I didn't," he whispered.
"What do your mean. Yes you did," I replied.
"No I didn't," he said again. He pulled out a paper bag identical to the one he had given away.
"This is the real medicine. I gave him poison,"
I gasped.
"Why!" I asked.
"Did Mairi tell you about our past?" He asked looking at the ground.
"A little yeah," I replied.
"Then you probably know I was in a gang. Well I was but I took one last job before I was forced out," he explained.
"I had to poison this guys mom," he finished.
"Why? What did he do?" I asked.
"I don't know. It's best not to ask questions for this type of stuff," he said.
His voice was calm and smooth as always. Didn't he feel at least a little guilty?
"so how many people have you killed?" I asked, tears forming in my eyes.
"Kitten," he started. I would let him finish.
"How many!" I yelled.
He studied me. he knew there was no way out of this.
"22," he said ashamed.
It might've been nothing compared to other gang members, but it was still 22 people lives. Tears ran down my cheeks.
"Please, Natalie, let me explain," he started. He reached out to touch me but I yanked away.
"Explain what? You killed 22 people! That's 22 people's lives you'll never get back! 22 people with families who cried for months because of you!" I yelled.
"Keep it down!" He shushed.
"Why should I!" I yelled louder. He clamped his hand over my mouth and dragged me into I an alleyway. I struggled to get loose but his grip was tight.
"Stop!" He whispered into my ear.
I bit his finger.
"Ow! What the heck!" He said loudly.
"What are you doing!" I screamed.
"Protecting you! I'll explain later but if those guys saw you they would've shot you!" He said loudly.
"How do I know your not lying Like you did to that other guy!" I said angrily.
He stepped forward and got in my face again.
"I would never lie to you," he said sincerely.
I couldn't move. I was frozen. His eyes had a grip on me that wouldn't allow me to move. I had to close my eyes to look away.
"How do I know?" I asked.
"I don't lie to the people I care about," he said.
I almost melted when I heard that.
"You care about me?" I asked innocently.
He stared at me for a while then looked at the ground.
"Let's get back to the hotel," he said turning away.
He started walking out of the alleyway and down the street. I jogged top keep up with him. The rest of the way we didn't say anything to each other.