Controlla (Mateo Bowles, psychotic?)

Chapter 11

Mateo POV

"I know you hear me!" I yelled as I walked through the woods. "Answer! I did what you said. I left them. And I'm getting as far away as I can! So why won't you tell me what's happening?!" I yelled.

"I can't until I know you are away from them."

"Prick." I spat rolling my eyes. My dad said nothing else as I took a train downtown. I slept most of the way, arriving in Pontiac, Michigan at like 9:10. I hopped off the train and began walking to my friend Luke's house. Me and him were really close growing up and he said I could come over anytime. I knocked on the door and he answered.

"Mateo?!" Luke exclaimed.

"In the flesh!" I laughed dapping him up. We went inside and talked about life. I mean I haven't seen him in like 2 years and haven't talked in maybe a year. Mama T (lucas mom) wasn't coming home for 3 days so I guess she won't know I'm crashing here.

"So whats been up with you? You seem a little, off..." Luke said looking at Teo scratch at his wrists.

"Uhhh nothing I'm Gucci." I hesitated.

"Nah I got something that'll help." He said leaving and returning a couple seconds later with a small lunchbox looking bag.

"Whats that?" I asked as he opened the bag. He pulled out a bag with white powder in it. As well as a spoon, needle, and a lighter.

"Like you don't know." He said looking at me smirking. "You look like you been doing it forever."

"Shit of course I have. I'm just bugging," I lied. I assumed it was heroin because of everything else he took out.

"Don't do it Mateo. Your better than that. It will only hurt you in the long run." My dad whispered.

"Shut the fuck up. You don't control me." I said in my head.

Luke poured a bit of powder into the spoon and lit the lighter. He held the lighter underneath the spoon until the powder melted then poured the liquid into the syringe.

"I can't sit here and let you destroy the rest of your life! Just say no!"

"I told you to GO a long time ago but you didn't listen so what makes you think he will?!" I shot back in my head. Seriously what if I'm crazy and I'm imagining all this and I'm just arguing with my own mind...

"Hello????" Luke said with the syringe in his hand and a rubber band tied around my arm. I was holding my arm out willingly even though I didn't wanna do it and didn't even know he was about to start.

"Mateo STOP!"

"Why should I?!" I said back.

"Cause this is where it all falls apart! Don't do this!"

I nodded at Luke and he gently pushed the needle into my vein. Then he released the heroin into my bloodstream. Soon after I felt a cold rush through my veins my heartbeat slowed and I could no longer hear my dad yelling like he was when Luke was giving it to me. I was kind of dizzy, but it felt like flying. Like nothing could ever stop or hurt me. Luke did it too and he went upstairs. I just stayed on the couch staring at the T.V. Which wasn't on, but it felt like there was a whole vivid show going on. "I could get used to this." I said to myself smirking.

Eventually I fell asleep and woke up at around 7 am. When I woke up it felt like one of those dreams where you feel like you're falling but you're not. I stood up and walked to the bathroom where I splashed cold water on my face. I looked into the mirror, noticing a big breakout of pimples on the side of my neck. "The hell?!" I exclaimed in the mirror. I headed to Luke's room to see where he was but he wasn't there. He just left me alone in his very big house with very nice things I've never had.

"Might as well take some stuff..." ??? Said.

"Wait!" I said to myself. Thats a new voice. "Who is that?" I called aloud.

"You should've listened to your father Mateo. Cause your worst nightmare has come to town." The voice answered as it chuckled maniacally.

"Wh-what?" I stuttered.

"Since you're such a bad boy with the gang go ahead, take something. Its not like Luke will notice its gone. He has everything. Not like he will notice a couple hundred dollars gone from his drawer or a chain or two missing." Nightmare said.

"I can't st-steal from him," I mumbled. I didn't know why I was so scared.

"Yes you can. Just.Like.That." Nightmare said as I picked up some 20's from his drawer.

"What the fuck?! I ain't do that!" I shouted not believing what just happened.

"Yes you did. And just to let you know, Luke is gonna be home in 15 minutes so I suggest you get yo shit and dip." Nightmare replied.

I grabbed some more cash, this time on purpose and stuffed it into my pockets. I ran downstairs, put on my shoes and called an uber to drive me back to Ypsilanti. I didn't want to go back but, this nightmare thing was, controlling me. When I finally made it back the driver dropped me off at the corner store. Which had "closed down?" I whispered to myself. How long was I gone?

I looked around the neighborhood and it was CRAWLING with TVO's. No one really noticed me. Even though most TVO's know me by name. It's like I didn't exist. I continued to walk around the neighborhood and saw my friends talking together at the cafe. I watched them as Paris and Pierre cracked jokes about those walking by and Banji and Vassiah laughed along. Benny and Jayla were taking pictures and eating fries, and Kayla...wait where is she? I finally gained the courage to walk up to them...

"Uh hey guys," I began as I rubbed the back of my neck.

"Sup Teo!" Imprint said dapping me up. Everyone said hi but no one asked where I've been.

"Sorry about being gone for so long," I said bringing the subject up.

"What are you talking about?" Jayla questioned. "We just saw you this morning."

"What?" I asked giving her a confused look.

"We literally just saw you at church this morning." Banji added.

"Okay what are y'all talking about cause I know I don't go to church." I asked confused as hell. "Why are we all just sitting out in the open with no protection. We are surrounded by TVO's for crying out loud!" I said shaking my hands violently.

"Question, what the hell are TVO's?" Benny asked.

"They sound like a off brand cheerios." Paris laughed.

"The one and only TVO's!" Pierre sung. Everyone began laughing, but it felt unreal. Like it wasn't really them.

"What do you mean who are th- nevermind. Can someone just tell me where Kayla is, I need to talk to her." I asked frustrated.

"Who?"