j.p // p.o.v Saturday July 2nd
As i sat across from Chres i studied his face. He seemed mad or in his own world. We were currently at Wingstop which was a wing place here in California. We were patiently waiting for our wings we had ordered in an awkward silence.
"Soo." I said breaking the silence
"Wassup ?"
"Why are you being so quiet all of a sudden ? Whats wrong." I asked. He looked up at me then back down. I could tell he didn't want to talk about it
"You don't have to talk about it if you dont want to."
"My mom um called today... From prison."
"May i ask why she's in prison ?"
"Prostituion and murder."
"Oh im sorry, that might be a touchy subject for you."
"No, it's ok. I need to get this off my chest anyways." He said before i went up and came back with our wings and fries. We both had 20 wings mine half spicey BBQ and half hot while his was half mild and half super hot.
"Ok so if your moms in prison who was the fashion designer i met ?" I said biting into my spicey BBQ bonless wing.
"My step mom, but i consider her as my real mom, she basically raised me. Christiana never did anything for me, so why call me now ?" He said after stuffing the bonless wing in his mouth.
"Maybe she wants to apologize for everything she's done, you know. the guilt is maybe eating her alive."
"I understand she had me at 15 but that gives her no fucking right to treat me like she did ! Constantly blaming me for making dad leave, and always giving herself away to dirty men. She even tried to get me to fuck dirty ass bitches for money. She better hope the guilt gets to her before i do." He said yelling and gripping on to his knife.
"Look Chres you don't have to talk about this, at least not here. That's something that you should talk about at home. You wanna just go ? We don't have to sit." I said in my most calm voice. He closed his eyes and nodded.
"Yea. Sure."
"Ok." I said. We gathered out things catching a few stares and glances from everyone. I wasn't sure if it was because of Chres yelling ir because they had seen him on tv before. we headed out to the car and went home.
"How do you do that ?" Chres said without taking his eyes off the road.
"Do what ?"
"Get people to calm down so easily. No one has ever been able to calm me down like you just did except my dad."
"Is that a good thing or no ?"
"A really good thing. Iv never had a strong connection with anyone like this, other than my dad. He was my best friend. When he died no one can tell me anything." He said pulling up the house. I grabbed the wings and we walked into the house. I carried the food upstairs and kicked off my shoes sitting on the bed. Before Chres came back i took out the little baggy and put some on my finger and sniffed. I put the baggy up and kept sniffing until i saw Chres walk in. I watched as chres followed behind me and sat on the bed grabbing his food.
"I had a little sister, she was just like you. Easily angered, and wanted to kill anyone who over stepped her. She was young but very wise and clever. And considering my mom and dad was in business she was even more crazy. She was a visious person." I said laughing.
![](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/41600041-288-k689526.jpg)
YOU ARE READING
Heartless Criminal (Royce)
Teen FictionChresanto is the biggest Con-man/Drug Dealer in the state of California. He take nothing from nobody and he fights for his loved ones. Mostly his girlfriend Aurryana Lowe. He loved her because she saw him for him and not someone heartless and crazy...