Chapter Eleven: A Secret

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Sugar POV

Pain I fucking hate pain I woke up to it ain't easy surviving bullets I went to get myself together I never wanted to come here this was actually the last place I wanted to do I never wanted to reach out to no one but I survive 5 shots somehow not many people would had survive and whoever got shot so many times or anytime and whoever didn't make it God bless they souls Life isn't easy for no one I'm not perfect I'm just like you all in this world we all are human we cry we fight we bleed the same fucking blood we get sad we get angry but Everyday we Survive because we are human the only thing I can say is that I'm blessed somehow I closed my eyes as the water was running on my face as I let the water run on my face feeling pressured feeling like the people I buried are coming back to me and I don't know why It's like I can feel screaming in my head and I don't know why I took a deep breath in and out I feel like I'm trapped in a place I don't wanna be I put my hand on the wall tight as the shower was still running with my eyes closed
you can say welcome back from the dead but as you can see I wasn't dead in the first place faking my own death was the only way I can escape this world and find who is trying to kill me even though I did get shot but I attended to find out who wanted me dead but as you can say I have a few people in mind that don't fuck with me but it's hard trying to remember anything it's like my mind is like one big blink space The more I push to remember the more I can't somehow I barely remember who Grace is then  all of a sudden we were young Then Hugo saying I had a wife and I was married and this is just to much to process for me like why would I get married when I'm a player when I love all the beautiful ladies I'm not even ready for marriage speaking of females I'm in a need of some pussy right now

I got out the shower and wrapped a towel around me I dried off Completely and got dressed one thing about me is that im a P I saw myself in the mirror I realized I looked really different than I use to be I looked at my hair and how short it was to my shoulders just short I looked much more scarier than I use to be I use to be romantic but now im not I had a long scar on my cheek  I threw on my Boxers my Nike shorts and a brand new white solid Ribbed knit Tank top I was in a lot of pain because these Stitches hurt like fuck they are fucking hurting my skin and all I wanna do is rip it out take and it out one by one from my skin but I just can't I gotta heal so I can get back to myself back to how I use to be but how can I go back to me even back to my old ways ? I fixed my hair and brushed my teeth and fixed myself more but as I'm looking in the mirror That number 58 was on my neck I just kept looking at it something familiar about that number trying to remember but nothing it was like something was there like a sense about the number but I just can't remember

Sugar: 58 ? What the fuck is 58? what is that number

Thats when I stepped out the bathroom

Sugar: Ahh not another one shit..

It felt like a flash of a camera before my eyes like somebody took a picture of you without knowing fast

{Flashback}

Sugar: No this isn't real Hello ?

I was walking into nowhere it was dark and black all around me A slight wind blew my hair a little I didnt like it until I heard a voice of someone a man as I turned around to no one standing there the feeling I had was a little frightened and I dont be frightened I dont be scared I dont be terrified But Until I heard him no no no it cant be

"COUSIN WE MEET AGAIN"

that voice I heard of that Voice before but of who as my mind couldn't figure out

WAKE UP CUZZO WAKE THE FUCK UP !!!

Sugar: Who are you ? What do you want from me ?

"YOU ALREADY KNOW WHO I AM THINK WE USE TO ALWAYS HANGOUT TOGETHER AND TALK WAKE UP CUZZO I WAS YOUR FAVORITE COUSIN JUST LIKE YOU WERE MY FAVORITE THEY KILLED ME AND YOU WAS ANGRY FOR A LONG TIME ABOUT IT WE WERE CLOSE THAN THE REST I UNDERSTOOD YOU MORE IM THE ONLY ONE THAT UNDERSTANDS YOU NO ONE ELSE NOT EVEN YOUR SISTER YOU HAVE TO REMEMBER ME SHAKE BACK AND WAKE UP THINK" I.. I MUST GO..

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