✓ Incredibly Gifted Faker [RDJ]

Chapter 6: Florida Kilos pt. 2

We've been flying for over 2 hours now, so soon we'll be set in Florida. I looked out the window, and watched the clouds under us, as Robert kept his eyes glued to his phone.

I was a little scared of flying, but then I got used to it. This wasn't so bad.

As I continued to look, I had more and more questions flooding my head, all about Robert. Who was he before this, does he have family, what was his life like before it, questions like that.

I saw Robert look at me, putting his phone down, and cocking his head to the side.

I felt him burning through my soul so I looked at him.

"What?" I said.

"Nothing, just wondering why you look like your trying to figure out a hard math problem." He shrugged.

"I'm just thinking about something." I responded.

"About what?"

"About what I'm thinking about." I said, annoyed.

He just continued to look at me for a moment, and I felt a little tension.

"Why are you being an ass?" Robert asked.

"An ass? Me? I am not being an ass, ok."

"Yes you are. I'm asked a simple question and you didn't have to answer like that." He said calmly. "Listen, I get that your still angry or whatever about this whole situation..." He waved his hand around when he said whatever. "But I have to at least spark a little conversation. We might be stuck with each other a long time, depends."

I sat in silence. What he said was right, I was still mad about this whole thing. And yeah, I might've been a ass, but at least he gets why.

I sighed, and shifted in my seat.

"Fine, I'm sorry for being a ass then." I said, not wanting to verbally give in.

"Forgiven." He said with a smile. "Now, you wanna talk about what you were thinking about or what?"

"Well, if you want... it's more questions basically." I gave a slight chuckle.

"Again, I'm up for conversation." He smirked. I nodded, and looked down then back at him.

"Ok. What was life like before, all this?" I asked. He ran a hand through his hair.

"That's a long story..."

"I'm up for conversation." I said, smirking. Doing exactly what he did a minute ago. He caught what I was doing, and he rolled his eyes. Robert sighed, then began to speak.

"I... Well. My childhood was hard. Teenage years were hard. My life never changed from that. I started doing drugs when I was a little kid. My dad introduced me to it, but I never blame him. I always saw it as a... way of him trying to bond with his son the only way he knew how."

He stopped, and looked out the window.

"That alone though, made me feel like we were having the best time together, which is a little sad because we should've been bonding over fishing or something. But... I still felt the love. Over the years, I continued that, and by the time I got older I tried to get off of it for a while. It didn't work though."

"I moved around to many different places, and that was hard on me. Constantly upping and going from nyc, to england, and back and shit was a serious drag. After all that I eventually moved to santa monica on my own terms to try and finish the rest of my years in high school."

"In high school I was always that kid who would talk shit in your face, then end up on the ground with a bloody nose." He said, with a laugh. "But I was still known as one of the 'cool kids'. But eventually, in junior year, when I was 17, I dropped out. I moved back to NYC, and tried to make a living. Doing things I never thought I would do, but I needed money."

"When I was 20, I met this guy who was friends with my dad. His name was Lenard, and he worked for the FBI. I started hanging with him, and I told him how I needed to find a new job and stuff. So, he made me get a GED, and at least two years college experience. And after I followed everything, he landed me a job with the government... and now I'm here."

He looked at me, as I sat and processed everything I heard.

"Wow..."

"Yeah, it was alot." He said, shyly chuckling.

"Do still keep in touch with your family though?" I asked.

"Yeah, my dad and my sister. But not my mom, she died a few years back. But uh... yeah my dad and my sister Allison is the only family I talk to. My wife used to be in that mix, but not anymore."

He had a wife, I thought.

"Wife?"

"Yeah I had a wife, but that didn't work out, so we split. All because of this government stuff, she didn't like it at all. She didn't like the secrecy. But when she left she told me last minute she was pregnant. And I never heard from her since. That was about 21 years ago." He looked down, I could see his pain.

"I'm sorry..."

"It's ok." He looked back up at me.

He went through so much, and after all that he never seen his child. He was broken, I could tell he was broken but he's hiding it. I sighed. I felt so bad for him.

Robert stood up, and he tried to leave, but I gently grabbed his hand. I stood up, and looked him in his brown eyes.

I pulled him close, and gave him a hug. For a moment, he didn't hug back, but then I felt his arms wrap around me. I placed my head on his chest, as his sweet cologne filled my nose. I closed my eyes, and continued to embrace.

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Sorry for not updating, I was really busy. And Robert's backstory was a mix of true and fake stuff, just so you guys know. Please vote and comment if you guys liked this chapter!

-Duckling out ^.^