Hood Mentality 2

Some things Happen For A Reason (5)

Jacob was able to get out in a week a few days after the other guys got out. Jacob got dressed and waited as an officer walks into the room. He looks at Jacob.

"Are you ready?" The officer asks him.

"I don't think anyone is ever ready to spend some amount of their life in prison." Jacob said in a blunt tone.

"Prison? No, you're going to a mental home just like the rest of your little friends." The officer chuckled.

"Why am I going to a mental home?" Jacob asks.

"Hey, I ask all the questions around here you just be happy that you're not going to a place full of serial killers and rapists." The officer said as he opened the door for Jacob.

Jacob walked out of the hospital and got in the back of the police car. The 45 minute drive felt like forever. Jacob looked out the window as they pulled up to the 2 floor mental home. The officer let Jacob out of the car and walked him inside where a lady was waiting.

"Hello Ms. Lisa! Jacob is finally here!" The officer smiled.

"Finally! Now, I will show you to your room." Lisa smiled grabbing Jacobs hand.

Jacob moved his hand and looked at her. "I am fine....Just tell me where it is and I will get there myself." Jacob said in a blank tone.

"Upstairs first door on the left." Lisa nodded.

"Thank you." Jacob said before walking off.

Jacob walked up the stair and went to the first door on the left. Jacob walked into his room and it was empty with just a bed and a drawer on the side. Jacob sighed as looking at the empty dull room made him depressed. Jacob took a seat on his bed and deeply sighed. A girl walked into his room holding sheets and an outfit. The shy girl looked down as she accidentally made eye contact with Jacob.

"Umm, I have to give you this outfit to put on and your sheets for your bed." She said handing him the white clothes and white sheets.

Jacob scrunched his eyes as he looked at the outfit. "I'm not putting this shit on." Jacob said in a serious tone.

"You have to." The girl says in a shy tone.

"The hell I do...I have on clothes that I'm comfortable in and I will wear them." Jacob said.

"Okay..." She gives in. "Well my name is Stephanie if you need anything."

"Actually, Do you know where I can find Corey?" Jacob asks.

"He's 4 doors down." Stephanie says before walking out of Jacob's room.

Jacob sat his sheets on his bed and walked out of his depressing room. He walked four doors down and stood outside of Corey's door. Jacob knocked on his door and almost immediately Corey answered. Corey smiled and gave Jacob a bro hug.

"Wassup man! Come in!" he said excitedly letting Jacob in.

Jacob walked into Corey's room and seen how he has spiced up his room over the last few days of being there. He had posters on the wall, a TV, mini fridge, and his own sheets, and he had his clothes folded up in boxes.

"Looks like you've made yourself comfortable." Jacob laughed.

"Yeah, I mean I'm gonna be staying here for a while anyways." Corey shrugged. "Yo' I met one of the coolest dudes here." Corey smiled.

"Whats his name?" Jacob asked.

"Chresanto! The nigga got everything! This nigga done made his room look like an apartment. He got some good ass weed too! I smoked with him yesterday I still feel blazed." Corey laughed.

"Chresanto? Did he tell you why he's in here?"

"Somethin' about how he got high one time and killed 2 people and then went outside streaking with his homeboy Rayan, telling everyone the world is gonna end, and that everyone is going to hell." Corey explained.

"Sounds like he belongs in here." Jacob laughed. "Did his homeboy get here?"

"Yeah, but he's more about drawing and making money than trying to party with us." Corey shrugged. "JC and Tyrone got rooms between us. I haven't seen them around here much, but I'm not complainin'"

"I'm thinkin' about calling Mr.Rogers and having him come get me out." Jacob said in a serious tone.

"You think that's a good idea?" Corey asks laying down on his bed.

"Hell yeah! I don't wanna be stuck in here living next to 2 niggas I could kill any minute!" Jacob said. "Let me see your phone."

Corey handed Jacob his phone. Jacob dialed Mr.Rogers number and waited for him to answer. After the 3rd ring He answered.

"Hello?" Mr. Rogers said through the phone.

"Mr. Rogers it's Jacob, I need you to come get me out of here."

"Where exactly are you?" Mr. Rogers asked in a confused tone.

"Man, I'm in the mental home and I dont need to be here."

"I don't think I can come get you Jacob." Mr. Rogers said in a serious tone.

"What you mean?" Jacob asked.

"I mean, you must've done something to have gotten yourself in there Jacob."

"The fuck you mean?! You know just as much as I do that I don't deserve to be in this rat ass place!" Jacob yelled.

"No, Jacob I don't know that. I think this could help you realize some things."

"Realize what?! Ain't shit to realize!" Jacob yelled aggravated.

"Yes there is Jacob, and you will find out there's a reason for everything."

"Mr. Rogers were you somehow behind this? Are you the reason im fucking here instead of with my girlfriend and kid right now?!"

"Jacob even after you got out of the hospital you would've went straight to jail so either way you wouldn't be there with Mya or Kayla."

"Fuck you!" Jacob yelled before hanging up on Mr. Rogers.

"What he say?" Corey asks taking the phone out of Jacob's hand.

"Hes the fucking reason im in here! Talking about "some things happen for a reason" my ass!" Jacob said before storming out of the room.