Russian Roulette (Royce)

It's Nothing

::Jacob's P.O.V::

I nervously ran my hand through my hair before walking into the school. No one was in the halls, I was late because I had to stop by the police station and sign a couple of papers saying things like the city wasn't responsible if I happen to get shot or even die. My uncle insisted that none of that would happen, but I still had to sign the papers. I already had these wire things on me, and I thought I wouldn't notice that I had them on, but they were kind of irritating. 

"Jacob" I looked around at the sound of my name, it took me a minute to remember that I could hear my uncle in my right ear. "Oh, yeah?" I said, "when do you first see Romelo?" "Who?" I asked, "oh, wait, never mind, um.... First period". How the hell am I going to do this? Why the hell did I decide to do this? 

I stopped by my locker and grabbed my books and proceeded to the office to get a late slip. Once that was over with, I walked to my chemistry class, and I ended up walking in on a lesson. All eyes were on me and I didn't really like it, especially because I still had these damn butterfly bandages on my forehead. I looked around and caught Chresanto's gaze, he smiled at me and I looked at him for a few seconds before giving the teacher my late slip. I took a seat at my assigned lab table and slumped down a little, "are you there?" My uncle asked curiously. "Yeah" I said quietly, "is Romelo there too?" "Yes". 

>>*<<

"Hi" Chresanto said as he caught up to me in the hallway, "hey" I replied. "I did something wrong" he said suddenly, "what?" I asked. "I did something wrong, didn't I? Or someone else did something wrong?" "No, you didn't do anything, no else did either; I just didn't feel like showing up to school today, is all" I explained. "Oh, okay" "mhm" I hummed, "who's that?" My uncle suddenly asked. I looked at Chresanto and furrowed my eyebrows, "sorry, I know you can't answer me right now".

"Why're you looking at me like that?" Chresanto suddenly asked, "because..." "Because?" He repeated, "I don't know, I gotta get to AP history" I said finally. "Okay" he said lightly, I was hurting him, I knew it; but I had to get away from him. I needed to think about what I really agreed to, and how I'm going to end up breaking him and taking away the only person who he has left in his family. I don't want to do that to him, but I don't know what to tell my uncle. If I had known that Lorenzo was Chres' dad, I wouldn't've agreed to work with my uncle at all. "I'll see you later" I said finally, I kissed his cheek and walked away. 

::Chresanto's P.O.V::

"I don't understand?" I said aloud as I watched Jacob walk away. What was up with him? I turned away from him and walked to my second period class. When I got there, I sat at my desk and waited for the class to the start. I watched my short Spanish teacher, Mrs. Madeley, walk around, she was taping people's tests to the walls. I don't really know why she did this, but she did it every time we took a test. I sighed lightly, I wonder what I got? Jacob helped me and went over something's with me, but I still didn't get some of the phrases. 

"Buenos dias" the teacher greeted once the bell rang, I looked at her and said "buenos dias" as did all the other kids in the class. "I taped your tests to the wall, but I don't want you looking at them until the end of the class, okay? We have a lot to go over, so let's get started, si?"

>>*<<

I stood up from my desk and circled around the room, I was looking for my test. I walked around the room two times and finally realized that it wasn't up there. Damn, did I do so bad Mrs. Madeley wanted to spare me the embarrassment and not put my test up? I walked up to her desk, "um, hi, Mrs. Madeley... I was, uh, wondering where my test was? And why it isn't up on the wall like everyone else's?" "Oh, yes! Chresanto, I almost forgot. I didn't put your test up there because I wanted to tell you how proud I am of you, you've really improved your grade in this class" she explained as she handed me the test that I had taken not too long ago. 

I looked at the paper and saw the number 98. "Wow" I said quietly, "I got a 98?" She nodded, "mhm, I'm proud of you and hope that you keep up the good work". I nodded a little, "I will, thank you" I walked out of the classroom and smiled. I got a 98. That's the best grade I've ever received in her class. I had to tell Jacob, where was he? He's usually here waiting for me. I looked around and couldn't find him. My smile slowly disappeared when I didn't see him at all. Where was he?

::Jacob's P.O.V::

"Who was the boy you were talking to earlier?" My uncle asked curiously, I was walking across the quad. "Chresanto" I answered as I continued to walk, I knew he was probably wondering where I was. I was usually right there waiting for him to get out of his Spanish class, but I skipped meeting him and chose to go straight to my third period. "The boy you met that one day?" "Yeah, that's him" "oh, did your mother tell you about how she wanted to meet him?" I nodded a little, "yeah, she did, and I assume you won't be there when she does". "No, that's not true.... I'll.... Be there" "you don't have to be, and I don't think I want you to, especially if you're going to be rude" I explained. 

::Chresanto's P.O.V::

"I swear something's wrong" I said to Elijah as I followed him down the hall, "maybe he's just having a bad day and doesn't really wanna be bothered?" I shrugged a little, "I don't know, but I was really excited to tell him about the grade I received on my recent Spanish test, but he wasn't there so I couldn't tell him about it". I continued to walk with Elijah and as I did, I saw Heather talking with Myles. He didn't see me because his back was to me, but Heather's wasn't. She saw me, looked right at me actually.

She seemed to sneak me a small smile, I don't know why though because it's not like we were friends or anything. I still didn't like her because of what she did and how she acts, and I hope she really understands that. I sighed lightly and before I knew it, I was at my next class with Elijah.

>>*<<

Oh my fuck! I swear Jacob has been avoiding me all damn day! For what? I have no idea! He didn't show up to lunch, I haven't seen him in the halls, I haven't even gotten a single text from him. I demand to know what's going on with him, it wouldn't have anything to do with Myles or Cole, would it? I hope not, because I told him yesterday that Heather would talk to the two.

I walked out the building and looked across the quad for an afro. My eyes dismissed the kids who were walking to their cars or talking with their friends. I needed to find Jacob. I gave one last look and spotted him walking by himself. I frowned and ran after him, he didn't hear me coming so when I got to him and wrapped my arms around him and brought us both to the ground, he was pretty shocked.

"How dare you" I said as I looked at him, "what?" He asked. "I said, how dare you" I repeated, I looked down at him, considering I was on top. He looked at me but didn't say anything, "you've been avoiding me all day, Jacob" I explained. He looked away from me, "people are staring" he mumbled. "I don't care" I responded, "how come you've been avoiding me?"

::Jacob's P.O.V::

I sighed and looked back up at Chresanto. I wanted to tell him, I didn't want to do this to him. I didn't like this at all. "Jacob" he said suddenly, "I have to tell you something" I confessed. "What is it?" I looked pass him and thought about how I was going to word this. "Don't tell him what I think you plan on telling him, we can't have anyone finding out about the plan" my uncle suddenly stated. Aw, fuck. I forgot he could hear me.

I focused on Chres again, "Chres, I... I have to tell you something very importa-" "Jacob" my uncle said seriously, I ignored him. "Something important" I continued, "my, um...." I looked at his brown eyes and I swear I found myself getting more nervous. I didn't want to see them fill with hurt and pain, I couldn't do it. I couldn't tell him.

"My mom would like it if you came for dinner one night" I blurted out, he furrowed his eyebrows as he gave me a confused look. "That's it?" He asked curiously, "that was it?" I nodded a little, "yeah" I lied. I watched as he began to laugh, "Jacob, that was it? Your mom wants to meet me, that's why you've been avoiding me all day? Over a dinner request?" "Yes".

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Sorry for any mistakes. Guess who didn't proof read? Yeah, me.

Love,

Me