I don't know how I survived last night, but it's morning and here I am, still alive and in one piece. What happened yesterday, I can't explain, how did I have to stay back only to walk back to his home for him to end me and dispose of me like I was nothing?.
That wasn't something new though, back then, around seven to eight years ago, there was nothing that my eyes never saw, with my mom and I involved in street activities, I experienced a lot of killings, body dropping lifeless on the road, we were always on the run and I was given a lot of boundaries where I should never cross because it wasn't safe for me. The fact is that I don't even know those I should stay away from, I and my friends were getting ourselves in dangerous positions, delivering things to people, people that looks evil, people with guns, we serve different purposes back then which my mom wasn't usually aware of, she always warned me to be careful of who I go with, now that advice has come to pay off, as I walked back home with my own doom.
The string I was tied up with gave me no breathing space, they never wanted me to escape or plan anything, so Jerry stringed me up last night, beating some bruises into my face along the process because he was filled with rage.
“ Look who's up..... Thought you was enjoying the beauty sleep in your palace, you know, enjoying the robe you are putting on, or can I say tied up with?.....”. Jerry said, he was putting on shorts, seated on the bed and was smoking as always.
How could I not tell this man was danger when I first saw him, if all that was a disguise, then he has all my respect because there was no sort of detection from me that I was walking into harms way. The other Guy named Freddy was still asleep, if it wasn't for him, I could have been dead right now.
“ Looks like there's something going on between you and your ma'am, you was all about last night, mama! Mama! Mama!..... I guess you f**king killed her trying to be a f**king hero who saves the day.....”, he said, laughing like he was when we were coming back from the shop, his smile was genuine, like he did find it funny.
He was pushing me to the wall by making jokes with my mom, I could have tried talking back, but something is certain for sure, trying to protect myself and mental health, I might as well give out some information that my mom was alive, something that won't benefit me if I happened to escape from here, that's one of the things you learn when you're trained in the streets, always think ten steps ahead of others.
I was just lying there, tied up and resting on the floor with the side of my body, anger washing through me for making such a mistake like this, a mistake I never saw coming.
“ You know Bruno.... We were handling things better, hoping for how great this move is going to be, how far it's going to take us after this becomes a success, the amount of money we're going to receive after splitting the funds, but all of a sudden, Superman got involved, ( he said smiling, stood up from the bed and gently walked up to the window which was by the head side of the bed, he exhaled away the smoke which he was holding in, then turned around looking at me), You see Bruno, there's a reason many things are meant to be left unknown, someone as experienced as you should know that, but I thought I made a mistake thinking so high of you, thought you were the smart one, but as it turns out, I guess I just made a mistake expecting so high of you.....”.
He came to the spot I was lying on the floor, “ This was the plan.... I decided to start working in that shop, trying the best I can to learn how everything works there, how business takes place, to gain their trust too, I created a fake identity for this, pretending that I was still a school boy who came to work as an intern, I got the job as we all knows, I spend every single day putting on an act, pretending to be that gentle and dependent boy, the manager gave me his trust, praising me, saying he hasn't seen anyone like me before who has a clean mind and the fear of good, I made him trust me with all his money in the store, putting me through a lot of texts which I humbly passed... Humble me, Jerry humble and relaxed, that's the complete opposite of f**king me, but still, I believe I had to do this, everyone of us getting ready for yesterday..... But, but, ( he stood up and got away from me, he was just trying to hold himself back before he angrily release a fist to my face, I can see how tight they were while he was speaking, gritting his teeth together as he spoke)..... If only you saw the disappointment on my face when I heard the siren, I was just tired I gave up, I even planned on helping them finish up quickly, but with the CCTV on, I couldn't do anything but keeping playing my role as the innocent boy who's Boss shop was getting robbed.....f**k me!”.
I think that I am really overstaying my life right now, hearing the details of the story for the pain I have caused him and his group, I believe I am nothing but finished, I thought I was trying to lend some experience to help the young man getting robbed, not knowing that I am getting involved with a year planned mission.