In Love with Pyscho(Sequel to Pyscho)

Chapter 7a.

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Charity's POV;

When I slipped my clothes on, I wasn't hesitant to ask what did he mean by 'swear me in'?

"What did you mean by, 'swear me in'?"

The boy with the light skinned laughed, "You sure are headstrong , Cupcake. . That's what I love about you ." he tangled his fingers in my hair. "I want you to join us , Charity."

"Join you? "

"Yes, the Red's."

"We look out for each other ," said Jayden.

"We fight for each other," spoke the dark skin one .

"We die for each other." Finished the light skinned one, as he stared in my eyes.

"Why do you want me?"

"We always wanted a girl in the group. Plus, I've watched you at school all the time. The way you walk, the way you talk, oh it makes me so aroused , Cupcake . And I want you to be mine . Whenever your sister's working your nerves, or your having a hard time , you can come to us. So what do you say ? "

"Swear me in." I stood on my toes, and kissed him.

"By the way, my names is Derrick ." he flashed a bright smile at me.

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Chersanto's POV;

The guard escorted to the meeting hall, what I believe to be the meeting anyway, and I took a seat not sure how this was going to go down .

He came in with a few prison guards following him. I smiled, remembering his huge Afro he still has . He took his seat across from me, and looked at me with confusion . "Who are you exactly?"

"It's me, Jacob. It's me Chersanto. ," nothing. "You know, ..Roc Royal." Jacob shook his fiercely . "No, Roc died. You're not him."

"No, it's me . I survived the crash , man."

"No one survived that crash , but me! I don't know what game you're trying to pull here, but you are not Roc. You are not my best friend! "

"But I am!" I pleaded for him to believe me. "R-Remember the time, you broke that wall at dance rehearsal ?O-Or the time , we had that massive water ballon fight with Twist ? Or when thought we were going to start a boy band! M-Mindless Behavior ! That's it !Come on , look at me Jacob! I survived , and so did Craig!"

It was silent for awhile .

"What about Ray?"

"I'm sorry, Jacob . He ain't make it."

It was heart wrenching to see Jacob crying. He lost everything, his family , his other friends, and even worse his mind. All because he thought we were dead. He drove himself crazy , believing he was the reason for everything that happened . We should've known that night, not to tell Jacob to relax . After all he lost, I came here to take his girl. Rochelle has his heart, and he has her's . There's no reason on breaking that up .

"I'll come back tomorrow. I'll bring Craig to ." the tears in his eyes let up.

"Thank you , Chersanto." the guards walked him back to his cell. I smiled , noticing he didn't call me by my nickname .

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Rochelle's POV;

I called the police, 5 hours after I left the message for Charity. The atmosphere of my house felt wrong without her presence . I prayed that she would be okay .

Just then , there was a knock on my door. I opened it to find Charity standing there .

"Charity!" I said as I flung my arms around her, and took her into a tight embrace. "Where were you ? Are you okay?!" I asked examining her body for any scars.

"Rochelle, I'm fine ! Now, get off me! " she shook from out of my arms. And stomped up the stairs.

"Where were you?"

"None of your business." she replied vaguely , her back turn to me .

"Excuse me, I think you are my business . And whatever you do is my business. You had me worried sick, I had to call the police to -"

"You called the police ?!" she finally turned toward me.

"Yes! I was worried about you-!"

"Well, don't! I'm fine! I wanted to get away from you and your pathetic life for little while! Okay?!" she ran , and slammed her bedroom door .

I raced up the stairs to open her door. "Excuse me?!"

"You heard me ! I'm tired of being that weird girl with the crazed background ! I'm tired of hearing you cry, and cut! I'm tired of hearing Mya whine about how all her friends have two parents! I'm tired this ! I'm tired of this house ! I'm tired this life! And I'm tired of you!!!"

"Give me your phone, now!"

She grabbed her cell from her back pocket , and threw it at me . "I hate you!" She said with a growl.

I slammed the door, trying not to catch the rest of that, but failed. I slumped on the door with defeat . My whole life is crashing apart.