Heartless Criminal (Royce)

Chapter 43

(OMG YALL I SAW CHRIS BROWN THIS PAST THURSDAY AND HE JUST SO FUCKING FINE 🤤)

Chresanto

I was still on the floor. My vision was kind of blurry. I started at the 3rd bottle of Patron. It was over half way empty. I laughed at the fact that I wasn't completely drunk yet. I stood up and to almost fell back down. I used the wall to hold myself  up and walked over to my phone which was next to the beats pill. I grabbed my phone and searched through my contacts tapping on Jacob's name calling him. I wasn't sure about what I would say. I just wanted to hear him talk.

"Hello." I heard him say on the other line. I wanted to say something but I didn't know what to say.

"Helloooooo." He said clearly annoyed. I cleared my voice and decided to speak

"Hello." I said the most normal way I could. It was a lot I wanted to say but I couldn't find the way to say it.

"What Chresanto ?" He asked. I scrunched my face up at the phone.

"What ? Are you fucking crazy ?!" I asked. The fuck is his attitude coming from. He sighed.

"Chresanto what do you want."

"I wanted to talk to you but you answered the fucking phone with an attitude. Ain't nobody do shit to you !" I said mumbling my words together.

"Don't call me while you're drunk again Chresanto." He said before hanging up.

I threw the phone and put my head in my hands. I just wanted to fucking talk ! The fuck did he have to have an attitude for ? I looked around to an empty house. I sighed and chuckled.

"I'm use to it." I said to myself. I was use to being alone. I was use to not having anyone be there for me anymore. It was all numb to me. I walked back over to where I was sitting and sat down grabbing the bottle of patron off the ground.

"If I ain't got nothing I got you." I said laughing to myself. That's some shit Jacob would have done. I smiled then took another sip of the patron. I hated the taste but loved the way it made me feel. After finishing the rest of the 3rd bottle I couldn't really see or feeling anything. It was so blurry but yet I felt amazing, like I had got away. I heard the front door open and looked over seeing a figure.

"Jacob you home already ?" I smiled. I looked at the figure trying to make out who it was because it wasn't Jacob. I grabbed my gun and tried to stand up failing. The figure looked at me and chuckled. I laughed and shook my head pointing the gun towards my own head.

"No need to do that." The figure said.

"Too late." I said and everything went black before I could process anything else......

Jacob

I was riding around with E in silence. He didn't say anything and neither did I. I didn't know what exactly to say.

"Jacob Chresanto needs help." He stated breaking the silence. Well duh I said to myself.

"I know his anger is getting worse." I stated.

"That's not what I'm talking about Jacob." E said pulling over in front of an abandoned house putting the car in park.

"Then what are you talking about and why are we here ?" I asked. He sighed and shook his head.