baby i ➵ royce

Ch. 20 - XO. (Finale)

Don’t ask why so many guns is hidden around this place. But I know that both of the girls is livid, to the point that they have the mighty desire to kill one another off. You can look into their eyes and it’s nothing but darkness. No hesitation and no heart wasn’t involve between the two; just the heat of pure hatred. You know that I have to stop these kids right now.

As for Chancellor, he stood up on the couch and began staring at the scene.

“Aye!” I yelled as I’m approaching between the two, snatching the semi-automatic from their feminine hands. “Cut this bullshit out! Both of you!”  

“Why don’t you tell that little bitch to get the hell outta my damn room?!” Ashton rebuffed.

“Well why don’t you tell her to stop bending YOUR rules?!” Danalynne scoffed. “Because you don’t do anyth---”

“Both of you, shut the fuck up and go to your rooms right now before I go apeshit!” I demanded with my discipline voice that can make anyone startle, as my face is turning red, blood boiling, and not bothered to look at neither of them in the eyes. Both Ash and Danny, scurried out of the kitchen to head to their bedrooms. “None of your asses betta’ not come outta there until me or Jacob say so!”

As I was mentally taking a chill pill to calm my anger, I saw this medium block of cannabis sitting on the counter that was wrapped up securely in plastic. I wanted to ask Jacob to throw it in the fireplace. But thanks for his addiction, he might keep it. I snatched it from the counter, scrolled back in the living room, and tossed the illegal plant in the dancing flames aggressively and carelessly in the fireplace.

“Jukebox,” I responded and Chancellor gave me his full attention, even though I didn’t command for it. “Please don’t become a bitch like Danny and a dumb fuck like Ash.”

“Ha. I doubt he will,” Jacob said, quite nonchalant because he’s still stunned on what happened moments ago.

“If he grow up to become like me, that’s one wrong option too,” I replied. “Because I’m becoming a jackass that I don’t know how to handle those two girls like I used too. I feel like you’re more superior towards them kids, y’know?”

“That’s not true baby,” Jacob disagreed as he continued to finish his lit up Marlboro cigarette.  

Hm. I’m a bit undecided on Jacob’s opinion, but then I’m not. I am becoming a shitty father. Most times, I can’t find time to spend with my loyal descendants, thanks for being a fed and all. I can’t discipline like I used to, so now Jacob consider that’s all up to him. And I don’t want him to feel that way. I try to be the best damn father there is, but nope. That all fails. Jacob doesn’t have to give me messages that nothing but false kindness all the time.

But no guys. He’s too honest to show any type of false kindness. Jacob has a bunch of positive reinforcement inside and outside of him. One human being that all he believes in is optimism, and mentally (sometimes, verbally) tell anyone to shut the hell up about their cynic attitude.