Lost In Your Love [ ON HOLD.]

5.

Chris ||

Before I start, lemme start off by saying that certain things in Aubrey's part will be skipped for a reason. K? K. Don't come at me na.🙃 * George Lopez voice * "I got this!"

Don't get confused. Some of the things in italics in this chapter will be memories / his conscience. The bold italics will be his conscience and the light italics will be like a memory, kinda . . . Eh you'll see.  (I republished this chapter.) and listen to the song with this chapter.

Look what the fuck you've done now.

"I ain't do shit." I mumbled to yourself.

You've got your parents arguing about you outside this door right now. You causing all these problems my nigga. You being here is making things worst.

"It's not my fault." I bit my lip and sat up. I was just coolin' in the dark by myself. At precisely eleven - o -clock at night. You could hear the anger in their voice as they screamed at the top of their lungs.

Kendrick Lamar's "Mortal Man." Played through my speaker I had hooked up. The window was open and all the smoke from my weed slowly exited out. I clenched my jaw and blew an 'o.'

  "Let these words be your earth and moon. You consume every message. "

I hope you you don't go around thinkin you're needed or some shit. Trust me big fella. If you were needed or wanted? Ya mother would've been here from day one. You would've had the family you've yearned for.

  "When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan? When shit his the fan -"

 
  How much you tryna bet that it's your fault again? I'm gone be right anyways so bet a low price.