Bad Intentions

Part 21

Germani Da'land Grace
"Gigi"

Indianapolis, Indiana
2020, August 14th
Killa's house

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I woke up feeling pain immediately take over my body. I was in this dusty ass basement of course.

I had to leave. I just had to.

I began to look for a weapon to get me out of the basement.

"Whachu looking for lil mama?" I looked up only seeing Killa's diamonds glistening in the pitch black.

"Nothing." I replied holding onto my arm.

"You still in pain?" He asked laughing.

"Yes I need to go to the hospital." I said

"Nawl you gonna try and leave me." He said

"No I'm not. I wish those were my intentions." I said

"You still ain't going no where. Cornai said you was fine. You just gonna be hella sore." He said

"Can I at least go in our room?" I asked

"Yea I guess so." He said sighing and then lifting me into the air and walking out the basement and to the room.

"Killa I wanted to ask if I could see my sister. She prolly thinks I'm missing." I asked while sitting down on the end of the bed.

"No." He replied quickly.

I sighed before wiping a my tears.

"Why you crying for now Gigi?" Killa asked coming over to me and rubbing my back.

"I haven't seen my sister and I miss her." I said

"Look imma see. If you fuck up at all. Yeen gonna get to see her." He said

"Okay." I said nodding my head taking in what was said.

"Wanna come wit me just to sell some shit?" He asked

"No my body hurts." I said

"Ight well I can stay then." He said climbing right next to me.

"Youn have to I'm okay." I said

He stared at me. "You tryna leave ain't you?"

"No I'm not I promise. My body hurt to much to run." I said

"Yea." He nodded rubbing my foot.

"Keontae would I ever be allowed to leave?" I asked

"Ion know. Prolly not I love you to much to ever let you go." He replied rubbing my feet still.

"You remember when Shoota and all of us got into the big fight?" I asked changing the subject.

"Yea shit was funny." He laughed.

"Yea." I said nodding and smiling remembering.