j.p // p.o.v Saturday July 2nd
After we came from the prison i went to my house while Chres went to his. I had boxes of old pictures to get. It was something my father wanted me to have to remember him by. I grabbed the two huge boxes and walked back across the street to Chresanto's house. I walked in and locked the door behind me. I sat the two huge boxes on the kitchen table and took a deep breath.
"Heavy ass boxes." I said. I heard Chres laugh and i smiled.
"Are they that heavy ?"
"Hell yea it's not just photos and paper in here." I said chuckling
"What else is in there ?"
"Money and bullets that mydad left for me without my mom knowing"
"Bullets for what?"
"Look i have guns, knives, and all that good stuff. Just because my mom got out of the business doesn't mean im completely safe."
"So you're always packing ? I love it." He said wrapping his arms around my waist. I giggled and took iff the lid to both boxes.
"Damn. All these fucking pictures ?!"
"I know right. Iv never gotten through all of them."
"What's that ?" He asked pointing to the writting and box.
"It was a note from my father. It says 'keep your head up and trust no one.' He was in a really really dangerous business and he went by that motto."
"Jacob..."
"wassup ?"
"Don't you think that's kind of ironic ? Considering the fact that our moms know each other may have both done something to both my father... And yours ?"
"What...?" I paused chuckling. "My mom would never hurt my father. They loved each other."
"Are you sure ?" He said. I paused and thought. I mean they use your fight a lot but lover fight right ?
"Jacob ?"
"Yea. Im sure. My mom wouldn't hurt my dad. She knew i was going through hell when Josie died why would she put me through more hell ?"
"I don't know. How did your dad supposedly die ?"
"He was kidnapped, and tortured , then he was um.. Slaughtered. I didn't go to the funeral because there was barely anything left of him. T-they tore him apart." I said fighting the urge to cry.
"It ok. Lets look through these pictures."
"Ok" i said.
After 2 hours of looking at pictures we found nothing exciting or that could link My mom and Chres's mom together.
"This is so fucking pointless." I said giving up.
"Who is this ?" He asked showing me a picture.
"My dad, his best friend, and my grandma." I said confused. Where is he getting out.
"Jacob this my dad beside your dad. They were best friends."
"So ?" I said giving him a side eye.
"Stop being fucking cluless ! They were all friends in high school ! Which means they went into the business together !"
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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...