The Cover Up

~22~

*Aniyah's P.O.V*
I was woken up by hands on my forehead. My head hurts so bad, I'm aching all over, my knuckles hurt, I'm starving and don't remember a thing. I tried to open my eyes and move around a little but failed terribly due to all the pain I'm in.

"She's trying to move. What if she dies? She did hit her head a little hard." I heard someone say as they took their hand off my forehead.

I guess that's why my head hurts so bad. It felt like he was stitching it up. Criminals can't even be criminals these days they're too soft to even commit and senseless crime.

"You better hope not. If she dies you die. Got it? Finish up so I can take her upstairs to the bed." An older man said.

Take her upstairs. Take who upstairs? And do what? Hell naww. I know I can't move that much but I also know that I got to move and move fast. I have no idea where I am, I have no idea who these people are, or what they want? I just know that I have to move and move quick.

"You have to get up and help yourself and never let this happen again. You're a fighter, get up and move. Think about the pain later." I tried to coach and encourage myself to get up.

As I got myself mentally prepared to get up I heard someone walking towards me. That was all the motivation I needed to get up and do something. I opened my eyes and kicked. I had no idea what I was kicking, I just know I had to do something. I finally stopped kicking when I seen I was getting no where by kicking the air while in so much pain.

"Aye. Stop kicking, calm down. No one is going to hurt you." I seen a older man say as he grinned.

"What do you want?" I asked as he picked me up from off the couch I was laying on bridal style.

"We have business to take care of later on in the day Aniyah. It's too early so, you might want to let me take you upstairs to get some rest."

"Who are you? How do you know my name?" I asked starting to panic again.

"You don't remember me?"

"If I remembered who you where I wouldn't have asked you." I said catching an attitude.

"There it goes. There goes the attitude I told you about." He told the other boy that was in the room with us.

I'm tired of talking to this man. He's really starting to get on my nerves, but its odd, for some reason I really believe he wouldn't hurt me. It feels weird but I actually feel safe in his arms and I don't like it.

"Put me down." I said squirming in his arms and hitting his chest.

"Aniyah I can't let you down. Me and you both know that you can't move and is still in a lot of pain and I understand that so let me take you upstairs and let you go to sleep." He said walking to the steps.

"No." I yelled. "I said put me down." I said looking at him.

"Fine. Still stubborn I see." He said trying to mumble the last part and laying me back down on the couch.

I looked at him crazy as he held his hands up in surrender and backing up so he can let me get up. I knew this was going to be hard but all I want to do is lay in MY bed and go to sleep but I know that can't happen. I got up from the couch really slow. My head still hurting and body aching more than ever. I dragged one leg across the floor and limping on the other one.

"Aniyah l-"

"I'm fine just show me where to go." I said turning around as he just looked at me then back at the other person in the room in sorrow seeing me still trying to walk upstairs.

"Got dammit Aniyah." he said walking towards me.

"You better not touch m-" I was cut off by him picking me up and taking me upstairs.

"Get her some pain relievers and orange juice." he said walking up the steps.

"No, don't give me anything. You could be tricking me by giving me 'medicine' and I die or slip into a coma or some shit. So, keep your medicine and orange juice." I paused. "Well, not the orange juice because I love orange juice so yeah bring the orange juice but keep your 'medicine'." I said putting air quotes up when I said medicine.

The other guy just looked at me and went into the kitchen to get my orange juice like I told him to. When we made it upstairs he took me to the first bedroom, pulled the sheets back, gently laid me down, and tucked me in and walked out

"Wait!" I said before he walked out.

He turned around and anger appeared all over his face. He seen the fear that appeared on my face and did a small fake smile.

"What you need?"

I was now feeling uneasy, the feeling I felt when I was in his arms was gone, the only thing I feel now is fear.

"Nothing." I mumbled

"What?" he said walking towards me.

"No please stay over there." I panicked and jumped up.

"Aniyah lay back down. Why are you scared of me? I wouldn't hurt you." he said walking towards me and tucking me back in. "Now get some rest and take the medicine he brings you."

"Thank you." I said to him as he gave a warming smile and walked out the room.

I laid in the bed and thought to myself. This is all a dream, this is not happening, I need to quit drinking. The door flew open and the guy that has been staring at me the whole time walked in with a pill bottle and orange juice. I rolled my eyes and grabbed the orange juice.

"Aniyah you have to get the pills too. I brung the bottle so you can get the pill out yourself."

"Why should I?"

"You are really going to make him upset. Let's just say he cares about you and want what's best for you and that is taking the medicine. You will feel much better."

"No because you could have switched the pill bottles and how could you want what's best for someone and hold them captive? Show me something I don't see please."

"He was right about you, you are stubborn Aniyah. You need to work on that. Just take the pain reliever pills and drink your orange juice. If we wanted you dead I would have let you bleed to death. If we wanted to kill you, you would have been killed at your house and have not even had the chance to get here. Think about that." he said throwing the pill bottle on he bed and sitting down causing me to sit up a little.

Oouuuu. He is really cute when you really just look at him but he's no Jacob. Doesn't even compare to him. Well maybe a little but let's not compare them, right?

"You don't have to be scared of me, I wont hurt you."

"Yeah, but I don't know you or anything about you."

"I'm Aaron." he said holding his hand out for me to shake it.

"Oh." I said just looking at his hand.

He stood up and sighed.

"Well he's not gonna' like that you're not taking the m-" he was interrupted by the older man entering the room.

"Aniyah take that damn medicine and Aaron you come with me. We'll be back and before you even think about it, no I don't have to worry about you escaping because we'll be back before you make it downstairs and I'm locking the door, now take the medicine and go to sleep." He said closing and locking the door.

I sighed and felt defeated. I grabbed the pills and read them before I took them. I opened the pills, took one out and popped it into my mouth. I then washed it down with the orange juice he gave me. I just kept thinking about the older man it was something about him. I don't know what it is but I'll find out sooner or later. I finally laid back down and drifted off to sleep.