castles → lil peep (completed)

The Pull Off

Chapter sixty five

I was waiting for him to say something but nothing disturbed the silence, he just sat there smirking at me.........studying me.

That's when he spoke up.

"Here's a question, why did you out of all people, come to visit me?"

"I have a few things I want to ask you"

"What would that be princess? Let me guess, why did I rape you from the age of 14? Why did I force you to sell yourself to my clients? Why did I make you deliver drugs?"

I couldn't say anything, if I opened my mouth just at all I knew I would probably cry or vomit. As the flashbacks came flooding back I let a tear roll down my cheek; something I saw him grin at.

"I did it because I wanted to. You were young, hot, innocent and desperate; you were the perfect target. Scared of being on the street or what would happen if you fought back, you did anything I told you to"

I absorbed the information full on; yeah it was fucked up but at least he was being honest and for once in his life, not manipulative.

"Outside the courthouse after you were sentenced, who were you aiming to shoot and why?"

"I was aiming at that emo faggot of a boyfriend of yours. I knew if I took him out, it wouldn't be long before you would take yourself out. But I hit you and of course you had to survive"

"And here I am"

"And here you are, anything else?"

"Why did you get your lawyer to release those photos?"

"Oh that was just because I wanted to stir shit up........and because I've appealed for a retrial"

"W-what?"

"Yep, and if I win I'll get time served or six months at the longest"

"By that's where you're wrong"

I stood up so fast I knocked my chair over and looked him dead in the eye; I could tell he was trying not show that he was shocked that I was still going strong.

"You won't win"

I let my words hang in the air as I stormed out, shaken up but a bit overly confident for the news I just received. I had no doubt that at 3 am tonight it'll probably hit me and I'll break but for now I'm okay, I don't know how but I am.

The second Gus saw me he was all over me; he was more flustered than I was.

"Are you okay? How was it? What did he say?"

"Baby calm down, I got all the information I need"

"What did he say though?"

"John said he did all those things because I was vulnerable and easy but on that day outside the courthouse he was actually aiming for you; his logic was that your death would lead to my suicide"

"Em......."

"That's not all, he's requested for a retrial and if he wins the case he'll get time served or six months at the worst"

I got no sympathetic eyes or patronising words like anyone else would give me, just an embrace big enough to make me forget about all my worries; that's Gus' hugs for you.

"Everything's gonna be fine baby, he's not gonna get out for a long time; fuck he probably won't even get the retrial"

"I know but knowing my luck he will"

"But let's be realistic, he won't. Come on let's go, there's somewhere I wanna take you"

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"TASTE OF YOUR LIPS IM ON A RIDE"

Speeding down the high way Gus and I screamed the lyrics to Britney Spears heading........somewhere, knowing him it'll be somewhere ridiculous; prefect.

"YOURE TOXIC IM SLIPPING UNDER"

For once I was in the drivers seat as he drove us there and it felt good to be in control, god I loved to drive. The freedom I felt especially when the windows were down, it was euphoric.

"Can you change the song? I don't feel in a Britney mood anymore"

Suddenly a familiar beat shook the whole car and I smiled at him; this song always pumped me up....I could rap it as well.

"How is you feeling vro? Feel like the four I feel fantastic. Which one would you be though? Mr fantastic cause my money like elastic"

The more I got into the song, the more I heard Gus laughing and when I looked over at him my eyes widened; that Bitch was filming me.

"Are you filming this?"

"Nope.......live streaming"

"Oh great now everyone has witnessed that"

"I don't know what you're complaining about, you are amazing at rapping"

"Shush you, you're just saying that"

"No im not, you're talented. Ain't my girl talented guys?"

I playfully rolled my eyes as I could basically hear him smiling.

"They all say you're talented too, they even want another song"

"Well tell them to pick one and if I know it, I'll do it"

I thought they would pick one of Gus' songs or something.....not Jocelyn Flores. It's lucky I know this song off by heart and love it to pieces.

"I know you so well, so well
I mean, I can do better than he can
I've been pretty—

I know you're somewhere, somewhere
I've been trapped in my mind, girl, just holding on
I don't wanna pretend we're something, we're nothing
I've been stuck thinking 'bout her, I can't hold on

I'm in pain, wanna put 10 shots in my brain
I've been trippin' 'bout some things, can't change
Suicidal, same time I'm tame
Picture this, in bed, get a phone call
Girl that you fucked with killed herself
That was this summer and nobody helped
And ever since then, man, I hate myself
Wanna fuckin' end it, pessimistic
All wanna see me with no pot to piss in
But niggas been excited 'bout the grave I'm diggin'
Havin' conversations 'bout my haste decisions
Fuckin' sickenin'; at the same time
Memories surface through the grapevine
'Bout my uncle playin' with a slip knot
Post-traumatic stress got me fucked up
Been fucked up since the couple months they had a nigga locked up

I'll be feelin' pain, I'll be feelin' pain just to hold on
And I don't feel the same, I'm so numb
I'll be feelin' pain, I'll be feelin' pain just to hold on
And I don't feel the same, I'm so numb

I know you so well (I know you, girl)
I mean, I can do better than he can
I've been pretty—
I know you so well"

"Holy shit..........Em that was amazing, utterly amazing"

"Really?"

"I gotta get you in the studio some time"

"I would only ruin the song babe"

"Shut your face you are amazing and talented and will not tolerate you talking bad about yourself"

Such a fucking cutie.