Through His Eyes (Royce)

°Chap.30 "Can't Blame Someone for Caring"°

So Dylan Allen in this story isn't going to be the actual real life Dylan Allen anymore. Back when I included him, I was looking for a character within the 'young black stars' to be included, but he just doesn't fit here. So, imagine Dylan as a pretty boy who could dominate Jacob (if they dated) and could submit to Chresanto(if they dated) . Not that either will happen here! Haha , just for imaginative purposes.

ALSO everything in Chap.29 was real until Jacob's mom mentioned having someone help him and Trevor coming in. Jacob actually just came home and went straight to his room like his mom said at the end of Chap. 29.

Okay, I think that's all..

Storytime..

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'I need to talk to you.'

That's what the text from Jacob read. And those were the words engrained in Chresanto's thoughts all day long. Jacob wanted to talk to him? For what? The tone held a seriousness he never knew Jacob to carry.

So, it was after school when Jacob approached, Chresanto sucking in a quick breath.
"I'm coming over to yours later," he stated , taking a glance at Chresanto then moving to stand beside him, hands in pocket, looking off at the road.

"Okay", Chresanto only nodded, not knowing what to say. He didn't understand what made him nervous about the way Jacob spoke. Maybe because it wasn't with his usual airy lightness , his sentences now to-the- point and lacking the silky sweetness that is Jacob.

Jacob nodded at Chresanto in goodbye as he climbed into the passenger seat of his mom's car. And seconds later when Chresanto gathered himself, he trudged off to his own vehicle, parked in the shady area of the school's lot.

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Later at the Perez's , Jacob wanted to bring up his plans to his mom.

She was pacing around her room when Jacob peeked in,catching her attention.

She stood still."Oh hey , son. I was just thinking." She paused to perfect her wording."You should maybe talk to Chresanto sometime soon. I mean, it has to mean something if the need to help him has worked it's way into your subconscious,right?" She chuckled, almost nervously,looking off to the sides and wringing her hands.

She took a seat on her bed and Jacob followed. "Yeah, I was actually coming to ask about that same thing. I told Chres I was coming over because I needed to talk to him." He furrowed his eyebrows.

His mom spoke, suddenly sounding unsure. "Okay. Yeah. You go. Just..be careful , alright? Always , with everything you say and do." She looked at Jacob concerned.

Jacob frowned in confusion but then his expression softened, "Of course, ma." He sighed. "I dont know why you're always so worried about me. I'm fine.I'm gonna be fine." He spoke assuringly, smiling and pulling her in for a hug.

She grasped her son, her sweet baby,closing her eyes and breathing in his smell,running a hand through his wavy locks,holding him there for a moment. She smiled against his head, in a bitter-sweet fashion, wishing that was completely true. She kept her eyes closed and just held her boy. She loved him so much and would always cherish the moments she had with him.

And an hour later, with an "I love you,ma" and another hug, Jacob stepped out of the car and rung the doorbell of Chresanto's house, his mom driving off with a sigh but also a small smile because she had an amazing son.

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Thirty minutes before Jacob's knock..

"Ray! I dont have time to help you plan dates with your little girlfriend. Get out!" Chresanto chuckled, pushing Rayan out of his room , showing him down the stairs and to his way out.

Rayan whined all the way to the bottom . "Whyyyy? You know I'm not good at romance shxt." He propped up against the rail.
"You aint got nothing to do anyway!" He grumbled grabbing his shoes.

Chresanto pointed out, "Jacob-" When he was cut off by Rayan's outburst.He was going to say that Jacob was coming. Which wasn't much better, come to think of it, if your mind is in the gutter.

"Whaaat? You're doing Jacob ?!" Rayan teased playfully.

"Man, shut up with that shxt!" Chresanto mustered up enough fake anger to pull it off as him not joking around, and he nudged Rayan closer to the door avoiding him seeing the blush crawling up his cheeks.

His jaw tightened. His little crush , or whatever it was, on Jacob was causing him some major inner-ambiguity. He didn't know what he thought anymore. Or more importantly what he believed and wanted to allow himself to feel.

"Dude calm down. I'm just messing with you since you're ridiculous when it comes to stuff like that.." He paused. "Plus, you're fond for Jake is kinda obvious sooo- Ahh!" he screamed, dodging the slap that was headed his way. He laughed obnoxiously all the way out the door.

Chresanto couldn't help but smile at that one. Sometimes Jacob could never fail to do that for him even when he wasn't present.

His phone buzzed,breaking him from his thoughts. He grabbed it to see that it was Desiree and his eyes widened. He hadn't spoken to or seen her in a while. He ignored the text, because who needed to talk to that girl?

But the ignoring only lasted a moment because he received four calls in succession from her. He groaned, answering the phone.

"What Desiree?" He sounded annoyed.

"Hol' up. Who you answerin like that? You betta not forget who you talkin to boy. I'll remind ya real quick!"

Chresanto thought she'd never stop talking.

"Now, why you frontin like you aint my man?" She asked with attitude. Chresanto could just see her eyes and neck rolling.

"I been busy,Des. " He sighed, rolling his eyes as well.

"Not busy enough to get yo a** beat. You musta forgot about the dirt I got on you,huh?"

And Chresanto sat listening to her go on and on, occasionally arguing back at her. Until the doorbell rang. And he stopped, because Jacob.

"Yeah,Des, I gotta go. Bye!" he abruptly hung up and went to open the door. He inhaled , preparing himself for whatever this "talk" would be about.

And when he pulled open the door, there stood Jacob , head slightly angled down, a small smile pulling up one corner of his mouth.

And of course he returned a smile, because it was Jacob and how could he not?

"Well, come on in."

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Chresanto is so confusing Lord. Lol

And oh yeah, I didn't bold print those words in this chapter for nothing. *wink wink* Just so y'all wont read passed it without thinking about what is written!

- Perivermore ⚡