Psychotic

Chapter 5:Secrets Part 2

It was the end of 4th period and the bell had just rang. Rosaline grabbed her bag and exited out of the classroom. She was walking towards the school parking lot when someone tapped her on her shoulder. She turned around and saw Roc standing behind her.

"Can I help you?" 

"Well I forgot to give you your phone back", Roc said as he pulled her phone from back pocket

Rosaline quickly snatched her phone from his hand and slid it into her back pocket.

"Where the hell did you get my phone from?"

"It dropped out of your bag in the gym. I tried to give it back to you but you left quickly and I forgot that I had it 4th period", Roc lied

"Oh, well thanks. I'm Rosaline by the way"

"I'm Roc"

"Well I have to go but i'll see you tomorrow"

"Aight then but can I get your number before you go"

"Sure"

Roc and Rosaline both exchanged numbers and said their goodbyes. Rosaline walked outside to Princeton's car. He was already inside waiting so she got into the passengers seat and put on her seat belt.

"Hey" Rosaline said as she  smiled at prince

Princeton didn't say anything back. He pulled out of the school parking lot and drove down the street.

"Are you ok", Rosaline asked a little concerned

He still didn't answer. He continued to drive until they stopped at. Rosaline reach over and pulled the key out of the ignition.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Princeton shouted as he tried to reach for the keys but failed

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, i'm fine now give me back my keys" he said as he attempted again

"Then why aren't you talking to me? Quit acting like a fucking kid and say what you got to say"

"You're the one acting like a kid right now, so give my keys back

The light changed to green and cars began to honk their horns and scream rude and vulgar things to them. Rosaline handed the keys back to him and let out a large sigh. He put the key back into the ignition and continued driving. He might have won the battle but Rosaline was not giving up that easily. 

Princeton pulled up to his house and parked his car. They both got out and walked their separate ways without saying goodbye.

At Roc's Uncle's house.....

After Roc left school, he drove 30 minutes out of the city to a quiet neighborhood in the suburbs. He pulled to a large house with a two car garage and a little fountain in the lawn. Roc had been staying with his uncle since the age of 14. Both of his parents were shot in a convenience store robbery when the store clerk refused to give the robber the money. The masked assailant then shot the cashier in the head along with Roc's mother and father. He grabbed all the money from the register and ran out. Roc was sitting in the back seat of the car watching as his mother and father took their last breath.His uncle took him in and treated him as  if he were his own son but Roc was never the same after his parents death. He became cold and heartless.

He parked the car into one of the empty garages and got out. He walked to the front and knocked on the door. A couples minutes later the door swung open and Roc walked inside. The room was dimly lit as cigarette smoke filled the air. The smell of weed and alcohol was overwhelming the room. Roc looked around and saw three of his uncle's workers pacing a blunt back and forth.They were all drug dealers and whatever else Roc's uncle wanted them to be. Roc also dealt drugs for his uncle when he needed some money. Roc had saved enough of his drug money to buy himself a large apartment in he city that was closer to his school. Out of the three, Chris was the oldest and had been working for Roc's uncle for almost 13 year. He started when he was 13 after he ran away from his abusive foster parents. Next was Trey. He was only 21 and with a 3 year old daughter name Sahmiyah. Her mother had died while giving birth to her. Being that he was only 17 and hadn't graduated from high school yet, he had turned to a life crime in order to support himself and his daughter. 

The youngest of them all was a boy named Ron. He was only 15 and already had a record that most adults couldn't reach. His father and Roc's uncle were best friends since they could both walk.  They were both dealing drugs on a street corner one day when a rival gang approached them. It was Roc's Uncle and Ron's dad against 6 members of the opposing gang. While in the mist of an argument over who had control of the corner, one of the guys from the other gang pulled out his gun and shot at Ron's father. The bullet hit his one of his lungs causing him to stop breathing. He died within 2 minutes. Roc's uncle watched as his childhood friend laid lifeless on the ground. He instantly flew into rage as he pulled out his gun and shot four of the six members without hesitation.  The two members standing quickly pulled out their guns and shot at Roc's uncle, hitting him in the leg and arm. He continued to shoot at the two as his vision slowly started to blur from the large amount blood that he was loosing. He managed to shoot the two men in the neck, instantly killing them. A couple minutes later the ambulance arrived on the scene because of phone calls and reports of people shooting. Roc's uncle was hiding behind a trash can in the alley as the paramedics loaded the bodies on the truck one by one. Tears fell down his face as he watched his friend being carried away. 

He managed to get himself to a near by clinic where they removed the bullets and stitched his wounds back up. After he left the clinic, he went to go pick up Ron who was at the age of four at that time. Since then Ron has been following in the footsteps of his father and could possibly have the same result.

Roc sat down next to the three as Ron handed him the blunt. He took long puffs and held it in his mouth for couple of seconds so that he could get the full effect. He slowly exhaled as his uncle walked in and took a seat on the couch that was directly next to them. He leaned back in his hair as he lit one of his cigars and began to smoke.

"What's up uncle Mike", Roc said as he handed to blunt back to Trey

Uncle Mike was what everyone called him. It was short for Michael.

"Nothing much, how much did you make from the last drugs that I gave to you", Uncle Mike said he he to another puff

"About $900", Roc said as he pulled out the money an handed it to his uncle

His uncle counted the money to make sure that it was the correct amount and then handed $500 back to Roc. Roc collected his money and slid it into his back pocket then grabbed the blunt and inhaled it some more.

"So what do you need?", his uncle said while giving him a curious look

"Well there's this new girl at my school named Rosaline Averies and Ashley doesn't like her. She thinks that there's something wrong with the girl so I told her that I would ask you if you could help us", Roc said 

"So do you want her dead?"

"No we don't want her dead, we just want some information on her"

"Aight, I can do that for you", he said as he finished his cigar

Not only was Uncle Mike a drug dealer, but he was also the leader of the local gang. He had connections in many high places and could get what he needed whenever he needed it.

Roc stayed a little longer to let his high wear off . After he calmed down a little, he got into his car and drove to his apartment. He texted Ashley and told her that his uncle had agreed to get information on Rosaline.Ashley texted back "Ok" and told him that she would be over later. He set his phone down and sat down on his couch. He turned on his TV and turned it to the News station. Across the screen he saw the words "Breaking News". He turned the TV up louder as one of the reporters began to talk. 

"Now in breaking news, the bodies of a young couple were just recovered from a near by river in West California. The bodies have not been identified yet but police have a few possibilities of who they could be. The bodies were so dismembered that police might never find the true identities of these individual. Police have no leads on the suspect or suspects that committed these heinous crimes. Police have said to be on the look out for a white BMW since this was the last car the couple was seen in. If you have any information that could lead to the capture of these individuals, please call your local police department. I'm Cindy Raymond and you're watching the National News Station. Have a great evening"

"Who could have possibly done something so bad to such an innocent and unsuspecting young couple", Roc thought as he let the images of the bodies settle into his mind

He was quickly snapped out of his thoughts when he heard the door bell ring. He quickly got up to answer the door since Ashley said that she would be coming later. When he opened the door he was shocked to see who was at the door.....