Chapter 13- {New Truths}

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Aliyah Pov

 It's been 2 days since I've been in this prison, a man in a black suit who I now know is named Keith comes down to bring me some food. It wasn't to much food, all it had on the plate was a slice of toasted bread, 4 pieces of bacon, a slice of garlic bread and a bottle of water. 

Ray and I have built a very nice friendship, I would always share my food with him because I noticed that nobody was bringing him food. So he didn't really have a problem eating off of me but something I was very curious about was... why he was in here. Ray didn't look like the type to be in prison for a crime, while I shared my food with Ray I started to start up a conversation on why he was here. "Hey Ray?" I said kinda anxiously. He glanced up at me. "Yea?" I take a deep breath and continue. "What are you in here for?" He stops eating and looks at me. "You really want to know, if I tell you then this cannot change the way you see me. Got it?" This kinda felt like a threat  but I brushed it off and nodded my head. "Ok." He started off. "I had money troubles because I was in around 100k in dept. I asked Lucas to help me. I knew you and Lucas from school, we went to the same school but I was just the quiet kid so no one really noticed me. I had to pretend I didn't know you or Lucas because of... y'know personal things. But anyway, I asked Lucas to help me because if you didn't know... he's the leader of the biggest mafia in the country ."  At that moment I think my heart stopped. I started to speak because I didn't think it was true. "Y-you mean t-the m-mafia called the D-dollars.?!" He nodded and continued "Since he was the leader of the biggest/richest mafia in the country, I asked if he could help me out, he told me I had to work in the drug trade part of the mafia, I hesitated but he said 'if you don't want this job then I can't help you' so I took the job. But what I didn't know was that when I was finished paying my debt I had to keep working for him, and the trades were started to get dangerous. By dangerous I mean like I was having to trade so many drugs that are used for killing. It just didn't feel right for me, but when Lucas found out I was going to try and quit the trades... he came to my parents house and bombed their house with them inside." He starts to tear up and I stuck my hand through the bars and grabbed his hand, showing a loving smile 😊. He smiles back at me. "So when I found out Lucas bombed my parents house I tried to go to the police but he has the whole police force underneath him. They notified him that I tried to rat him out and he came and grabbed me up from my apartment and here I am." I was in shock but I tried to keep it together. "Did you get to pay off your dept?" I asked "Yea I did." He replied back and started rubbing my hand with his thumb. I let out a sigh of relief. "Good." We sat there looking into each other's eyes and we started to lean in through the bars. Just then we heard the  door for the what I like to call 'The Dungeon' open up with a loud bang. We jumped away from each other and while Ray hid his food I finally started eating mine. You can hear the other inmates yelling at whoever was coming down. They started to walk in front of the cell I'm in and what do you know. It's Lucas, with that stupid grin on his face like a happy spoiled child who just got everything he wanted for Christmas. "Hi Liyah~!!" He sang out. I didn't stop eating and didn't look up or even acknowledge his existence. "Liyahhhhh~" he sang out again. "What?!"  I snap back at him. He flinched. He definitely didn't expect me to have an attitude. He scowled. "Liyah. Why do you still have this absolutely disrespectful attitude even after 2 days. You should be over it by now!" I snap my head up at him. "You. Think that I could be OVER YOU RAPING ME?! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?" His eyes softened, "it wasn't rape. We made love." I scoffed "Yea "love" that ended with me screaming and pushing you off then running away." I shake my head going back to eating my food. "Liyah I didn't come here for an attitude... I came for an apology. From. You." I stop dead in my tracks 

(I really and truly hope that this motherfucker is lying...)


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