T.R.I.O (S.C Sequel) (COMPLETED)

35. Say It Again

*Jacob*

"Nah, I don't want you fighting anybody. It won't get you nowhere." I pleaded to this crazy ass girl. She really just put all the weapons she had in her bookbag and said "let's go. We about to go kill Mike and Kevin." I took the bag from her and threw it on the couch as we sat on the porch.

When I left last night, I turned off my phone so nobody could reach me. I spent the night at Sherida's house since everyone else was at Mike's and I didn't want to be home by myself.

We talked about it and came to the conclusion that Mike was more fucked up than the rest of us so it's not really his fault. Sherida still wants to fight both of them. Mike, because he hurt my feelings and Kevin because he's the reason I broke up with Mike. Sherida wants me and Mike to make up but I don't really know about that.

"As much as I love him, I'm still a little skeptical about staying with him."

"And why is that?"

"Because what if he's not drunk and Kevin kisses him again? He might like it and decide to be with Kevin instead of me."

Sherida laughed and gave me a hug.

"I doubt it sweetheart. That boy is madly in love with you. I can see it every time I see his face. He came all the way back here for you. Remember you told me that?"

"Yeah. Your point?"

She punched my arm really hard. "For one, don't get smart. And two, my point is y'all been through so much together growing up. You both fell for each other in 6th grade and yet nothing's changed. Don't let all if those years go down the drain. He's not just some regular ole boyfriend. He's your first Everything. Don't give somebody else the chance to have what belongs to you. Do you understand me?"

I went over everything she said. And she was right. I couldn't see Mike dating someone else. Just the thought of it makes me so angry.

"Yeah. You're right. I'm gonna go back to talk to him before it gets dark. Thank you bestie."

"No problem love. Now go get your man back."

I gave her hug and walked down the street. It wasn't that dark out so I could see where I was going.

As soon as I turned on my phone, It repeatedly vibrated with about 57 Text messages and 71 miscalls.

"I really worried everybody didn't I..."

I scrolled down Mike's messages and one caught my eye. Right when I was reading it, my phone died on me.

"Aw! Fuck man!!" I groaned putting it in my back pocket.

By the time I was halfway to Mike's house, it started raining. 

"Damn! I must have bad luck." I thought to myself. 

Right at this moment, I wish I never broke up with Mike. I wish my phone wasn't dead. I would've called him and told him to come get me. He'd probably  say no anyways. I wouldn't blame him either.

I stood by the bridge and pulled my hoodie over my head. At this moment, it feels like everything's crashing down on me.