Through His Eyes (Royce)

°Chap.28 "Into the Present"°

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Storytime!
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It was Friday and Jacob was still stumped about his past. The talk with his mom had him thinking for the past few days and he was beyond curious. Missing a huge chunk of your memory of a life you once had was like not having it at all.

Jacob sat together with Dylan at lunch, stirring his peas. He hated peas. When He walked into the cafeteria , he saw Chresanto and Rayan at their usual table, but Dylan was all alone two tables away. Apparently his cousins were away for a family member's funeral, though he had no relation to them, and his other two friends were sick or studying in the library. Jacob wasn't going to let him just sit there alone. He was too nice.

"I don't think Chresanto likes that you're sitting with me." Dylan mumbled to Jacob glancing in his direction. Chresanto had been blatantly throwing looks at them throughout the meal.

Jacob placed down his fork and gave Chresanto a questioning look. Chresanto just looked away. Jacob frowned , slowly turning back to Dylan, "I dont know what's his problem." Chresanto always seemed to act weird when he was around Dylan, which brought a thought to mind.

Jacob's eyebrows furrowed remembering his first day. "Rayan told me Chresanto is mean to you. Why?"

Dylan's face feigned sadness. He shook his head, "You wouldn't understand. He just doesn't like me. Mainly because I'm -" Dylan was interrupted by the bell signalling lunch was over.

"Because what?" Jacob asked.

"You know, I think that's his story to tell." Dylan said looking past Jacob . Jacob turned to see Rayan and Chresanto approaching.

"Come on Jake, walk with us back to 4th. We're making weekend plans." Rayan said, smiling.

Jacob looked at Dylan as if to ask was it okay. Dylan nodded, "You should go. I'm just gonna go get Erin from the library."

Jacob nodded slowly and unsurely, looking at the the boy who put on a poorly executed, assuring smile and walked away.

Jacob sighed, looked down and stood up to throw his tray away.  He really wanted to know why Chresanto didn't like him.

While Rayan and Chresanto made plans that Jacob absentmindedly nodded his head to, Jacob thought of bringing it up to Chresanto.

I will later , he thought.

He didn't speak much to the two boys the rest of the day. He just felt unrest due to the conversation with Dylan. Lately,it seemed the past was haunting the present and he wasn't too fond of the feelings it gave him.

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Chresanto's POV

After my night with India,my middle school girlfriend, who Chris set me up with , the feelings towards Jacob subsided a bit. A bit. I was angry I even had feelings and dared to admit it to myself.

Me and Jacob hadn't been talking much lately and it was my fault. And seeing Jake Friday, take a seat next to Dylan at lunch,was like a hit in the face. I just had a sudden urge to grab him and separate the two. Jacob shouldn't be friends with him. I scoffed and told Rayan exactly that.
Rayan just looked at me with a slight frown. "I don't know what your problem is with Allen. He's aiight."He shrugged and ate a scoop of potatoes.

"If only you knew what I did." I mumbled to myself, looking at the pair for the  hundredth time.

"What?" he asked, confused.

I shook my head as the lunch bell rang, "Nothing."
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As Jacob pulled up to the house with his mom, he saw another car. His face scrunched in confusion ,
"Mom, who is that?"

He looked at his mother's face and realized this must be why she looked drained when she came to pick him up. "Someone who can help a little. They can't tell you everything, but their presence should be slightly comforting, I guess."

Jacob was really confused and sort of scared to see who it was.  But as soon as he stepped in the door, and he saw the slim but muscular person sitting nervously on the couch, he felt a weight lift off his shoulders.

"Trevor?"

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