Recovery

chapter 6

Lyric, 

i walked into the house smiling once again i had a great day with jacob.  i saw my moms car in the parking lot so i knew my parents were home which only caused me to be happier.  i opened the door with a smile.  " mommy! " i screamed with a smile as i attacked her with a hug. she chuckled as she hugged me back.  " wheres dad?" i asked excitedly.

" in the kitchen." she smiled. 

i ran into the kitchen and attacked him as well. 

" someone missed us." he laughed. 

" yea! how was yall trip?"  i  asked. 

" nice." my mom said simply not giving us to much info. 

i nodded. 

" Chres! time for dinner" my mom shouted up the stairs. 

i went to the sink to wash my hands then we all gathered around the table to pray over the food. 

as we sat down eating the table filled with silence and chres kept sending me weird looks i soon got sick of it. 

" what are you looking at?" i spat. 

he ignored my question and shot one right back at me. " where you been?" he asked me. 

and my parents looked at me wanting to know the answer as well. 

i scrunched my eyes brows up in confusion wondering why was it such a big deal. 

" why does it matter to you?" i asked with attitude. 

" just answer the question... where you been?" chres repeated. 

" outside minding my business." i told him. 

" you was with jacob?" he asked already knowing that i was. 

" yea, so what." i said shrugging. 

"i hope you had fun because that will be the last time you will ever get to be around that clown." chres said in a serious tone. 

" what?" i asked with confusion. 

" you heard me, i want you to stay away from him." chres told me. 

" your not my dad i don't have to listen to you!" i shouted at him just because he was a year older doesn't make him in charge of me. 

" you will stay away from him wither you like it or not. this is not an option its an order." he spat. 

i looked at him in complete shock wondering who the hell he thought he was to order me to do anything. 

" fuck off chresanto." i told him. 

" hey watch it." my dad said. " everybody calm down and explain to me what the hell is going on here." 

chres got up from the table to go upstairs but he had one last thing to say.

" you would stay away from him if you knew what was good for you." he said with all seriousness.

i sat there with my mouth half open in disbelief. i was so confused just a few days ago jacob was apart of their lil clique and now chres hate him? it just made no sense to me. 

" can you believe him?" i asked my parents as i shook my head. 

" i don't know whats going on, but i think you should listen to your brother. " my dad said. 

" what?!" i asked in pure anger. 

" iv never seen him so serious before so it has to be a good reason why he wants you to stay away from this jacob boy.... just listen." my dad said. 

" mom!" i said as i looked towards her hoping that she would take my side. 

she gave off a saddened look. 

" sweetheart... your father is right." she said. 

" wow!" i shouted. " unfucking believable." i said as i stood up storming to my room. 

my mom let out a frustrated sigh.....my dad placed his arm around her for comfort. 

" its fine rose, let her be mad. she doesn't need to be hanging with boys anyways." my dad said with a shrug as him and my mom cleaned up the kitchen. i laid in bed as tears rushed down my face i was so angry. i hated how my parents took chres side when they didn't even know nothing about jacob. but what i didn't think about is the fact that i didn't know much about him either. i had no idea how much trouble i was really getting my self into but at the moment i didn't care... jacob made me happy and for that i was going to continued to hang with him no matter what my brother or anyone else for that matter  had to say about it.

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that next day chresanto woke up to go meet up with his boys they were going to play ball at the park.  soon as chres got dressed in his tee shirt, basket ball shorts and his sneakers he hopped into his car and headed over to the park. once he pulled up he saw all his homies already hoping. 

" chresssss" they all chanted as he walked up. 

he smiled giving them all dap. 

him and his boys were all like brothers, they grew up together. and they were going to be there for each other no matter what went down. 

after they split into teams and played a few games they sat down on the benches to chill for a little while. 

" so does your sister know?" ray asked as he pulled a already rolled blunt out of his pocket lightning it. 

"nah, i just told her to stay away from him." chres said before taking a puff of the blunt. 

" and what if she doesn't listen?" prod asked. 

" she will." chres said unsure.

" i hope so...." myles said shaking his head and as he lit his blunt. 

" Yea, because id hate to have to take your sister out with her fine ass." ray said with a chuckle. 

myles gave him dap as they continued to laugh. 

" aye watch your damn mouth talking that crazy shit." chres said getting defensive.. 

" get mad all you want" prod said with a shurg. " you know how this shit goes and if you don't handle it i will" he said as he blew out smoke. 

" aint nobody touching my sister." chres snarled. " she will listen. what you need to be worrying about is what we gone do about this shit."  chres spat. 

" i already know. but for now we gone keep calm.... just sit back and see whats up with this fool." prod said in a cool tone.

" i just wanna know what he came on this side for.." myles said. 

Chres shrugged as he took another puff.  he didn't really think the whole situation was that big of a deal but little did he know was things were about to get out of control real soon...

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