Understanding You

Chapter 10

Okay, okay. I know you're thinking "wtf they love each other?!?!" No? You knew it was gonna happen? Okay... I don't think you're gonna be prepared for what's happening next...

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I couldn't help myself. It's either I was tad horny, or he can hypnotize me, but I kissed him. I kissed him.
"So you do like me!" Jake said
"I never said that." I told him
"Oh, but you do."
"No I don't!" I snapped at him. I could tell he was surprised that I did, but when people do things like that, they get what they deserve.
"Okay." He said
I didn't know what else to say until I remembered the remix I made.
"Oh! So I've really been into making remixes lately, wanna hear one?" I asked trying to change the subject.
"Sure. What song is is?"
"Nasty Freestyle." I smirked, knowing that it was his favorite song at the moment.
He just smiled and I grabbed my laptop that I left the other day while making the video (I almost cried without it) and grabbed his blue Beats.
"Put these on." I told him while handing him the headphones. I played the song and he seemed to like it.

Once the song finished he took off the headphones and began to speak.
"I don't like it." He said. The smile that had appeared when the song finished has now disappeared "I love it!!" He shouted. I looked at him and my smile reappeared.
"You asshole." I said while shaking my head and laughing.
"You kissed and asshole." He reminded me
"Shut up," I said
"I like making Trap remixes. It's fun."
"Queen of Trap music." He said
"I'm a Trap Queen!" I yelled
"Oh my gosh."
"What?" I asked
"You are not a Trap Queen."
"Yes I am, you said it yourself!"
"I said you're the Queen of Trap music, do you even know what a Trap Queen is?"
I looked at the floor "No."
He grabbed his phone, typed in something then showed it to me. "Here."
I looked at the screen
Trap Queen
(n.) A bomb-ass female.
The baddest female.
She is loyal to her friends, lives for her family, and gives no fucks to bitter, petty bitches.
She also enjoys listening to trap music.
"Well that's the Urban Dictionary, what do they know?" I said, and I'm pretty sure I was blushing.
He just looked at me, shook his head and started laughing.
"But it did say they enjoyed listening to Trap remixes so..."
"Shut up," he said while taking his phone out of his pocket. "Hey, my mom just texted me telling me to pick her up from the bank"
"Why can't she drive home?" I asked
"Her and one of her friends went shopping and they took her friends car, and she must've told her that I could pick her up." He said
"That made absolutely no sense." I said
"Whatever." He chuckled
"Can I come with you? My moms not home and I'll be all alone." I said while making a puppy face
"Oh, I guess you can come."
"Yippee!" I said while grabbing my shoes
He put on his shoes as well and we walked out the door. As I was about to open the door to his car I heard him speak
"Wait! Can we take your car, it's nicer."
"Sure c'mon." I said as we walked to my car.
We got into my car and drove off.
"How'd you afford such a nice car?" He asked
"A friend of mine bought it for me as a birthday present."
"Wow, she must've had a lot of money." He said while looking around the interior of the car.
"No actually, she works- worked two jobs at once to buy me this car cuz I wouldn't shut up about it." That was a lie. Well, not a total lie. She did work two jobs and bought the car for me, but she worked two jobs mostly to help out her family and she bought me the car because I wouldn't shut up about it and because she knew that I wanted to run away from my dad, and if I was gonna run, I better run in style. I remembered that she was gonna be living with me too. So no more workin' the night shift at the Taco Bell drive thru.
We arrived at the bank and walked inside.
"Over here, Jay!" We turned our heads in the direction of the voice and saw that it was his mom. We walked towards her and asked if she was ready. She nodded and we started to walk out of the bank but then five guys in ski masks ran in waving around guns
"Everyone get down on the floor! Now!" One man shouted
This wasn't fucking happening. No way in hell.
"You," The same man shouted, "unlock the safe."
I didn't realized who he was talking to until I saw him staring at me.
"I don't know how." Is all I could manage to get out. I was confused and looked around and it hit me. I was wearing a black blazer and black dyed jeans, like the rest of the workers here.
"I don't work here. I'm just wearing identical clothing" is what I wanted to say. Instead it came out as: "I don't.... The safe, I... My clothes..." I couldn't find the right words.
"I said open the safe!" I didn't know what to do. "On the count of three, if you don't open that safe, I'll shoot."
I was in shock. I couldn't move. I didn't know what to. So I just accepted the fact that I would die in the next 30 seconds, tops.
"One..." I couldn't move
"Two..." I could tell I was sweating. I squeezed my eyes shut.
"Three." I heard the gunfire, but felt nothing. I guess being shot wasn't that painful.
I slowly opened my eyes and saw police running into the building and noticed that I was still alive. I looked down at my feet and saw a body lying in front of me.

Jakes body.

Authors Note: SO THATS THE END OF THE BOOK!! Jk. So, were you prepared? You expected it? Ok...
But we just gotta find out if Jake lives or not...
Thanks for reading!
ily
~Kenzie