everybody dies in their nightmares // xxxtentacion x ski mask the slump god

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-nothing happening in this chapter has actually happened in real life to X, and the topics mentioned in this chapter may be disturbing or triggering to some people. Be cautious while reading if youre sensitive :)-

*X's pov*

When i was 9 years old, i felt heartbroken for the first time. It was Christmas, and my whole family was at my grandmothers house. Us kids played outside on the trampoline and swings, and the adults stayed inside, drinking and cooking. I was so innocent, so young and pure. My cousin, Jaylen, was my best friend growing up. He was only a couple months older than me, and i looked up to him for everything.

I was on the swings, and Jaylen ran up to me. He said, "Jahseh! Let's go play hide and seek!" so i followed him. Everyone hid, our oldest cousin, Trinae, was the counter. Jaylen and i ran behind the house, behind the garbage cans next to the back door. There was a window above us, and it was open. There was a weird smell in the air, but my young mind figured we were next to garbage cans, of course it'll smell bad.

But the smell kept getting worse and worse. Even Jaylen was holding his nose, asking what it was. I saw a small trail of smoke coming from the window above us, so i told Jaylen, "Pick me up so i can see up there!"

He held me on his shoulders, me being smaller than him, and i stood up, staring into the bathroom of my grandmas house.

And there was my uncle. He sat on the floor, a lighter in one of his hands and a spoon in the other. It smelled like pee, strong strong pee.

"Uncle Ron.... are you okay?" i said. He started to twitch and drool, and i felt my world collapse around me.

I fell off of Jaylens shoulders, landing on my ass in the grass. I scrambled up, and ran inside.

"Uncle Ron is in the bathroom!!! He's on the floor!" I screamed at my mom.

The last thing i remember from Christmas at grandmas house that year were the ambulance lights still flashing behind us as my mom drove me home.

After my uncle died, it was like my world shattered. My mom had me live with my grandma for years after that happened, and i switched schools a lot. I felt lost. I still feel lost. And i wonder sometimes, if i wouldn't have found my uncle overdosed on Christmas, would my life be the way it is? Would i be so fucked up? Or would i be exactly how i am today?

-Present Day-

Christmas decorations littered the streets we drove down. Stores had decorations in the windows, and this city put tinsel around the lamp posts and lights on the trees. I had a love hate relationship with the holiday season. I love seeing my friends and family happy and buying them gifts, but the holidays were not all cheery for me. I had flashbacks back to that day at my grandmas house. Every year, i think of ways i could've prevented it from happening. But how was i supposed to help him? I was only a kid.

We were in Seattle for one of the last shows on the tour. Three whole months touring around the country and meeting my fans. I loved every minute of it.

Me and Ski wanted to go site seeing around the city, and since no one else wanted to go with us, we went by ourselves. I got keys from my manager for a van and we left, off to go see the space needle first.

"Do you know anyone from up here?" Ski asked me when we got in the car.

"Nah, but i've heard a lot about this place from movies and tv." i respond. We get to the Seattle Center and park in the lot. Parking is really expensive here. 15 dollars for a couple hours? Fuck.

It's gloomy outside, but i guess this is how it always is here. Everyone talks about the rain.

"Are we going to the top of that thing?" Ski asks me, staring up at the monument infront of us.

"Hell yeah we are!" I laugh, starting to walk towards it. Ski stays where he's at and continues to stare up at the top of the building. I look back and he looks at me and shakes his head. "Is now a bad time to tell you i'm afraid of heights?" He says. I sigh. I feel slightly disappointed we aren't going to the top, but because i am a good friend, i suggest something else.

"Well, google says that this wall is covered in gum. Wanna go see it?" i tell him. We get back into the car and drive back into the heart of the city to a market, Pike Place.

Parking is a bitch here, but eventually we find another spot and get out.

We walked around for a good 3 hours, admiring the artwork around the market, the fish throwing, and asian food surrounding us. There was a group of homeless people sitting infront of the fish market, they all had instruments and they were jamming out.

There was a banjo, a washboard, guitar,and harmonica, and one of the guys was singing. It was something out of this world.

I stopped walking to listen and watch them perform, and after they finished the song and introduced themselves as The Vultures, i walked up to introduce myself.

"Hey, you guys are amazing." i say, smiling at the singer.

"Well, thank you sir." he smiles back.

Looking at their clothes, they were dirty and torn. Their instruments were almost falling apart and the group looked miserable, despite the beautiful music they were making. I felt something in my heart, pity? No, it wasnt pity. Yes, i felt bad, but i didnt want to pity them.

"So, im a rapper from Florida touring the country right now, and id like if you guys would come to the show tonight at the Showbox. Ill let you guys in for free." I tell them. The five of them look at me, and the girl says, "Are you serious?" Her face brightens up when i nod and smile at her.

"Can i get your names?" i pull out my phone and they all tell me their names.

The banjo player is Tommy Mars, the washboard and percussion guy is Jake, the girl who plays the harmonica and guitar is Allison, the singers name is Angus and the other guitar player is Hamish.

"Show is at 8, stop at the front and just tell them your names and youll be let in." I tell them, putting my phone in my pocket.

"Thank you so much, we cant wait to see your show." Allison says.

"Its no problem, ill see you all then." Ski and i walk away and head back to the car so we can head to the Showbox for show prep.

-I hate how i ended this lol ill probably come back and edit it again later, but hello! remember to vote for this chapter and add the story to your library to get updated when i add new chapters :) By the way, the band mentioned in the story is a real group i saw perform downtown seattle! it was amazing, if i can ill attach a video of them performing. -