Healer

The truth hurts

Leilani,

I was laying on something hard, it didn't have any type of cushion, and it had a stench that I couldn't name. Where was I? My mind was blurred as I tried to sit up, but failed.

Was I in a box? Was I in a building? Where the hell was i??

I was getting scared, is this where I die?

A cold dark place I couldn't tell was outside or in. My eyes started getting watery. Through all of this all I could think was,

"I'll finally be reunited with the people I love."

Even though, I didn't know how this was going to end. Was this going to be a painful death? Wait! AM I GOING TO BE BURIED ALIVE!? My heart started racing, my head was spinning, and the air felt thinner.

OH MY GLOB! I am being BURIED ALIVE!

I can't die like this. Not like this! This is cruel and unusual punishment! What did I do? What bad did I do to the world?

My breathing was heavy and panic went all through my body. I couldn't breathe right, it was like I was losing oxygen.

While I was in panic I heard a creaking sound. It was slow like who ever was walking in didn't want any one to know they were coming. My chest felt tight and I was trying to calm myself as much as I could.

I heard someone walking and humming some type of song. It was slow with long pauses.

I closed my eyes tightly praying they'd go away , but it seemed as though my prayer were forgotten.

I heard a loud creaking noise once more, &' my eyelids went from black to a red color. What was I in? Where is this light coming from?

I had one hundred and one questions, but I knew I was going to get the answer somehow.

"Open your eyes baby, don't you wanna see me?" The masculine voice spoke.

I've heard this voice before, but where have I heard it?

I kept my eyes closed, I was too afraid to know who it was.

There was a deep chuckle that made my skin crawl. What was he laughing for? The sick bastard was enjoying this!

I felt warmth above me. Was he on top of me? Or was he just leaning over?

You'd know if you opened your Fucking eyes Leilani!

"You've gotten stubborn, huh Lani? " the man asked but the way he said my name made me finally realise who was speaking.

My lips parted as I let out a sharp breath, " Lil man."

He chuckled, "I ain't think you'd remember a nigga after all these years. "

I finally opened my eyes only to see Lil mans sculpted face and evil chocolate eyes staring into mine.
I began to cry, hard.

Was this some sick joke he is playing? Why would he do this?!

He kept smiling, I felt sick.

I wanted to ask why was he doing this to me, but I'm pretty sure he'll say sooner or later.

"Seems like you got thicker, smarter, and finer over the years." He said and I just wanted to spit in his face.

I didn't say anything. What was there to say? The love of my life's best friend KIDNAPPED ME!

He reached down to wipe my tears and I bit his finger, BASTARD! I wanted to say that out loud but i kept it in my thoughts.

He bent over holding his finger in pain. I got up as fast as I could, but as I got up my foot hit something and I tumbled onto the floor.

"Fuck!" I hissed. My leg started throbbing and I felt as if moving would be my end. I held my leg letting out loud screams for help.

Soon I felt a sharp pain fly through my stomach. I held my stomach coughing up blood. That bastard kicked me!

He got a grip of my hair getting close to my ear, "If you ever bite me again ima end yo' lil ass."

"Fuck you!" I spat. He threw my head to the floor and i screamed in pain.

"I bet you wouldn't be like this if that bitch ass nigga Giovanni was still alive." He said with a smile.

I looked up at him with a look of disgust. He was smiling while trailing his finger across the metal coffin I'd been laying in.

"I mean I knew killing him would change you but not this much." He chuckled.

"YOU KILLED GIOVANNI?!" I screamed.

"Hell nah! My nigga Ty killed him while I was in the car." He smirked.

I cried heavily, no matter how much i wanted to stop I couldn't.

"Wait! Where are my manners? I never asked if you were hungry, thirsty, or.."

"WHY THE HELL AM I HERE!?" I cut him off.

"Well. You're a lil impatient bitch, aren't you?"

I tried to ignore the fact that he called me a "bitch".

"Well, you're here because it's finally time I told you the truth about EVERYTHING." He paused. "First, Giovanni was a sneaky and untrustworthy nigga. He cheated on you multiple times, even got one bitch pregnant. I killed her before she could try to taunt you about it."

I shook my head in disbelief.

"You remember that night I told you he fucked a 'tree', nah that was some quick nut in the club, he ended up choking her to death afterwards."

I silent cried, trying not to listen to his lies.

"Second, Yah brother wasn't just in on trying to kill him. He wanted You dead just as bad. Something about your the reason his pops died or some stupid shit like that. I wasn't having that shit. So before we broke in I told Lil V to kill him too." He shrugged.

I kept crying.

"Shooting yah mom's was an accident. It was supposed to be just them two niggas that die but plans got fucked up. When y'all was on that sentimental bs, me and Lil V got bored. So I left Ty to kill him, he was supposed to take you with us but he panicked and shot you running out the spot. He thought you'd be dead, but when we saw you on the news alive and shit we had to make a whole new plan." Out of nowhere he slapped himself, "Shit, I need better manners. I never told you Lil V &' Ty's real name. Lil V is Denver and Ty is better known as Bryson or Tyson whatever you know him by."

I was in shock. Was this all true? How could I trust his words? What if it is true? Was I ready for This?

"You need proof? I could get proof if you'd like that." He smirked while standing by an old rusted door.

All I want to do is leave. I needed an escape but the only way out of here was this door. Should i force my way out now? Or Should I wait until later?

The face lil man was making made it seem like he knew what I was thinking.

"You can think of escape plans all you want but all in all it took me three years to get every city or state close to here to ride for me. It'll only take a phone call to get you back here. Speaking of phone call I know my nigga Onyx been waiting on my call, or should I just call him Omar." He left with a stupid chuckle and a loud locking sound.

I was stuck here. With only my thoughts to lean on. How far would that get me though?

My late boyfriend's "best friend" was in on killing him, my boy "best friend" killed my boyfriend &' helped kidnap me. The icing on the cake is the person I hated to begin with &' decided to give a chance is in on this too.