Hold You Down

Chapter Thirteen | Tell the Truth

Chapter Thirteen x Tell the Truth

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One day the skeletons are gonna come out

One day the elephant in the room will make a sound

Watch out for lions and tigers and bears

It's bout to hit the fan, better beware

Tell the truth - Jussie Smollett
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Essence

I sat inside of a booth in Ihop with my hand resting on my forehead, as I looked down at the sticky ass menu. I had a bandage on my head and a throbbing feeling running through it. I wasn't really hungry, but the doctor had recommended me to eat before taking the big ass pain pills she prescribed me about an hour ago. I sighed as I finally decided on a simple ham and cheese omelet. I closed the menu and sat up straight in my seat. I honestly didn't even want to be here in this confusing and awkward position. I felt out of place for some reason.

After waking up in the hospital I had to get small stitches on the gash in my head, but thank God my stomach and ribs were fine. I had a killer headache, so bad it even hurt to keep my eyes open, but I did anyway. I was happy to even be alive right now, because he could have easily killed me off just like he had done Kelly. The thought alone still put fear in my heart like no other. Nope, I still haven't told Money yet, but I'm going to, I think. Things are getting out of hand, so by tonight everything will be all laid out on the table. I'm done hiding this, hopefully it won't cost me my life in the process of telling the truth.

I sat infront of Money as he looked down at his phone. It must have been damn interesting since he didn't even spare me a glance. Just like me, he was released this morning and he decided to bring me to breakfast. His arm was in a cast, but he could still use his hand the same way. They wanted the wound to heal properly, so they placed his forearm in a cast for a couple of weeks, but we all knew he wouldn't wear it the whole time. I give him a couple days before he takes it off. I sat there staring at him, one question that I never asked swirling in my brain.

"So, where were you?" I asked dryly, my voice coming out a bit hoarse. I took a sip of my orange juice and cleared my throat so my voice would go back to normal. I hadn't done much talking, not to Bianca, Melanie, Money, or even the doctors. I didn't know what to tell them, so I didn't tell them anything.

"Out of town." he replied simply and turned his phone's screen off. He placed it down on the table and looked up at me with a blank expression clear on his face. I knew he was still mad at me, but there was nothing I could do about that right now. I was going to tell him on my time, I had a bit of thinking to do before I told him. He was going to be pissed at me when he finds out, but I would hope he'd at least understand from my point of view, but it's Money. He'll only think about how he feels.

"Money, you couldn't have just texted me to tell me you was good. You had me worried for a whole week about you." I said calmly with my hand still designated to the same spot on my forehead. I was trying to take away some of the pain, but it wouldn't stop. When Tevin hit me, he hit me hard. He made sure I'd suffer, and that I was.

"My fault." he replied nonchalantly and I nodded without saying another word to him. His attitude was bad at times, so to avoid an argument I just kept my mouth closed. The woman came back and took our food orders quickly. I told her what I wanted, gave her my menu, and closed my eyes from the world and from Money's ignorant ass. It was silent between us, but that was fine for the sake of my headache. It didn't last long though, it never did with Money around.