The Truth

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I awoke the next morning, thankfully not to my curtains opening, but music. I got up and threw the blankets off of me. Who is playing music this early in the morning? It's ridiculous. I stomped down the stairs hoping the suspect would understand that I was definitely not happy. When my foot hit the last step I looked around, and spotted Enrique blasting some kind of rap music in the hallway in front of Tremaine's door.

"Excuse me do you realize what time it is? Besides, that music is trash and I need sleep." I yelled over the music, but when being angry that was no problem.

"Oh good morning, but no ma'am I may not turn it down. You see, my pal Tremaine here that's his favorite song, and he won't come out of his room." Enrique said, smiling to try and make things better.

I pushed him aside, and slid Tre's door open. I looked all around, and I saw no one inside.

"So Enrique, is this a joke? I mean the room is literally empty so what's up?" I spat, and crossed my arms as I leaned against the door frame.

Enrique busted out laughing, but I didn't see what was funny since Tre was gone. 

"Well well well, who should I thank for bringing this Goddess to my neck of the woods?" Tre said as he stood in front of me, also leaning on the door frame.

He was only inches from me, but I still couldn't stand to be near him. I slipped under his arm, and started walking back down the hallway. He caught up again and grabbed my hand.

"Natalia, let me explain. Please? You can't run from me forever, or we can't resolve this problem." He said.

It was all true, I shouldn't be running from this, but I just can't bring myself to why I feel this way about him so soon. We just met less than a week ago, why was I so shocked that a guy that looks like him has a girlfriend? I should have known, or figured at least. 

"The only thing I care to know Tremaine is why I'm here. Ema won't tell me, and I am tired of being lied to, or treated like im a piece of shattered glass, and you don't want the pieces to finish falling. I'm a strong girl, and I sure as hell believe I deserve to know why I can no longer see my friends, and family." I yelled, and started crying.

He wrapped his arms around me slowly to see if I was okay with it, but I gave in. I cried in his shoulder, the tears soaking his shirt. He walked me back to his room and sat me down on his bed, and he pulled a chair up in front of me. 

"Well Nat.... I will tell you. Your parents, I'm sure you know have recently gotten in trouble." He sighed.

"What kind of trouble?" I said through tears. Why am I always left out?

"The cops were looking for them, because you were spotted in the club. They found out why you were there, and then also were alerted that your parents were stealing. You see, your parents don't want to go to prison again. If they keep going they will just permanently have their name on that cell. Anyways, our leader knows your dad. Your dad used to be in our ally gang , and he was popular so he decided to help him out. Deal was we protect them, and keep them free, and they would pay us. Time came to pay us , and they had nothing.. except you. They offered us you in return for their protection, and freedom. We agreed, we killed the cops that tried getting to them, and we got you, and took off. In the end your parents are in prison, and it was really stupid to do, but we did it. I'm sorry for the pain it caused, and for putting you through this all." Tremaine said, refusing to make eye contact with me in fear of what I would say.

"You would think parents would protect their kids. Mine would do anything to give theirs away, and in fact they were successful." I sobbed more, and Tremaine tried to comfort me.

"I'm sorry if you thought I was playing you. I saw your reaction of Adriana, and I just can't believe I would do something so stupid. I couldn't not be interested in you. Look at yourself, you are perfection Nat. Realizing how bad I fucked up when you were with Jermaine just kind of flicked the last switch. Besides, Adriana was kinda a hoe." He chuckled at his last comment.

"I still don't think I accept your apology." I said with a smirk.

"Well hey, you are smiling now." Tre said wiggling his eyebrows. 

The sound of running feet were echoing through the house. 

"Tre we got a code 48." Screamed Jermaine.

"Oh shit. Nat go to your room I'll be home soon. Please don't come out once you get there. I love you Nat I really do." Tre hugged me fast, and ran out of his room leaving the door open.

I got up off of the bed confused at what was happening. Jermaine came running up to me, and hugged me tight and looked me in the eyes,

"Nat, I love you. Please stay safe." He said, tears almost in his eyes.

"Wait Jermaine, what's happening." I asked.

He looked at me, but got called to hurry, and with that they all left. Piling into expensive cars, loaded with guns. While I stood, closing the door slowly wondering what the hell a code 48 was, and why it just felt like it is going to end bad, and that my life will be ruined. Stupid damn gang related shit. 

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