Russian Roulette (Royce)

Not the same

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

"I need you to come to the station" my uncle said, I held my phone to my ear and walked downstairs. "Why?" "Some questions need to be asked" "that didn't go so well the last time" I muttered, "I know, but it'll go better this time" he promised, I squinted my eyes a little as I walked into the kitchen, "yeah, okay, I'll be down there soon or whatever". I walked to the fridge and grabbed a banana before walking back upstairs. I turned on my TV and went to the news.

"Four people killed in mass shooting".

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"I heard about what happened" I said as I took a seat at the table, I was in the interrogation room again. My uncle closed the door and nodded a little, "mhm, that's what I called you down here for". "I don't know anything about it" I stated, "not even the people?" He asked. I stared at him, then looked away. "They raped Chres a month ago" I said quietly, I didn't want to say his name, ever since two days ago, I've been trying to get him out of my life. 

"They did?" I nodded, "yeah, walked in on them doing it", I rubbed my temples as I sighed lightly. "What does any of this have to do with me?" "I need your help again" I looked at him, "no, absolutely not" I said seriously, "the first time I helped you, Chresanto found out and look at where him and I are now. He's with some other guy and I'm alone secretly wishing that I had him back!"

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

I felt guilty as Christian laid beside me. I couldn't help but wish that he was Jacob. I shook my head a little and sighed, "what's up?" He asked. "Nothing, I'm just thinking" "you've been thinking a whole lot lately" he informed, "yeah?" I replied. "Yeah". "You should get your mind off of things" he stated, "and how do you expect me to do that?"

"I don't know" he murmured as he climbed on top of me, I looked up at him and he leaned forward a little. His action put pressure on my shaft and I was afraid I'd end up getting aroused, I groaned a little and sat up, but he only eased me back down.

"Christi- Oh, God" I said as he pressed his hips against mine. I felt my cock twitch and I squirmed a little. I tried to concentrate on anything but Christian and how he was straddling me but I couldn't and that's when I got hard and when I began to curse under my breath. I looked up at Christian and I lost my train of thought for a minute, he leaned forward and hooked his fingers through the waistband of my shorts and pulled down. He was seconds away from seeing my erection and I didn't really know if I wanted him to. 

"Christian, wait" I said, "stop", just as fast as I had said it, his hands were by his sides. I sighed, he was just like Jacob. Always stopping when I said to. "I... I don't think...." I said lightly, "I've got a lot going on right now, I've still got Jacob on my mind and it wouldn't be right if I let you go ahead with what you were about to do" I explained as I stared up at him.

"But what if I wanted to?" He asked suddenly, I furrowed my eyebrows "what?" He shrugged a little and repeated himself, "what if I wanted to?" "I still do-" "Just let me do this, Chres. Plus, it won't be your fault if I get hurt, I want to do this, it's my choice and if I do get hurt, then I can only blame myself, okay?" I stared at him with a wary look on my face, "o-okay". 

I let him go back to pulling down my shorts and boxers and before I could really comprehend what happened, my erection was out and clearly visible. A wave of embarrassment washed over me and I wanted to cover myself, I did actually, but my hands were removed and placed by my sides.

My breathing hitched when Christian wrapped his hand around my shaft, I closed my eyes when he began to move his hand up and down, and up again. I placed my hand on his thigh and moaned lightly. I was wrong for letting him do this, I should've truly stopped him, but it was too late now. 

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Christian                 Jacob

Dimples                   No dimples

Lip piercing              No lip piercing

Not related               Related

Caring                      Super caring

He's here                 He's not here

He's happy              He's mad?

He's.....                    I miss him.

Not.......                    I love him.

Jacob......                 I want him back.

I rubbed at my temples before I crumpled up the list I was working on, I threw it at my trash can, but it didn't go in. I stood up and walked out of my room and downstairs, that's where Christian was sitting and watching TV. I stood awkwardly at the bottom of the stairs, he looked at me "hey". "Hi" I said, "come sit" he said before focusing on the TV again. I stood there for a couple of seconds before walking over and sitting next to him. 

"More information on the mass shooting is coming up next".

"Why are you watching the news?" I asked to him, he shrugged "I don't know, nothing else is on". It was silent as I messed with my hands, "the face you make when you come is sexy as hell" Christian said casually as he picked up the book he had been reading lately. I chuckled, "thanks?" "Mhm" he hummed. I smiled a little and remembered the list I made not too long ago. He's not Jacob.

"Four people were killed in a mass shooting this morning. Between the hours of three and four. The bodies are said to be Trina Carrington, Nicki Anderson, Carry Greene, and Tony Malcolm".

I stared at the TV as the pictures of the four people that raped me popped up on the screen. I suddenly felt nauseous, I stood up and walked outside; maybe I just needed some fresh air. I took a deep breath and walked to the Oak tree, I climbed as high as I could and swung my legs ever so gently. I closed my eyes, I wasn't going to have a panick attack. I was going to breathe and I was going to be okay. 

"Hey, why'd you leave?" I opened my eyes and looked down, Christian was looking up at me. "I just thought I'd come outside and get some fresh air, is all" I lied, "oh, okay. You wanna go to the lake?" He asked curiously. I shrugged a little and began to climb down, I dropped down to the ground and looked at him. I didn't say anything to him when he began to walk away, I just followed behind him. 

"Are you mad at me?" He finally asked, "no" I answered. "You sure?" "Yeah" "then why do you sound so mad?" "Because I'm irritated". "How so?" "You ask a lot of questions" "sorry" he apologized. I looked at him and shook my head a little, "it's whatever". 
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Ugh, I did it again. Updated late, but that's only because my mom was hauling me all over the place and wouldn't hurry up and get home. Anywho, the reason this chapter is short is because I split the full chapter in half, so the next chapter will also be short. Also, there aren't many chapters left.
Love,
Me.
P.S. Thoughts?
P.P.S or P.S.S. (however you do that shit...) I don't know how the Christian and Jacob list thing came out on mobile, so it may or may not look weird. Sorry if it does.