HIM ♕ Jason McCann

Chapter Twelve

|Jason McCann|

I dropped Felicia at home after her auditions.

Felicia.

I had been watching this girl for a while before we had even came in contact. She was a beautiful sweet, little girl. Obviously, she was way younger than me. She was probably around sixteen or something closer to sixteen. I wasn't the one to date minors, but something about her fascinated me. It was amusing, to be quite honest. The way she would blush everytime I held her. The way she would gasp everytime my lips attacked her vicious neck. Her body was like the wonders of the world mixed together, showcasing endless amount of beauty. I don't think she realizes how much her beauty charmed people around her. It was as if she was an enchanted jewel, who can catch the eye of everyone who walked by her. I had never felt this way about a girl before. It was usually just a fuck and go thing with every girl I met. But with Felicia, I wanted to teach her.

I needed to teach her more and more. 

I was so lost at the thought of her that I didn't notice I had passed by my house. I muttered a curse word and took the U-Turn back. I parked the car in the driveway and went inside. Although, it was pitch black inside, I could still faintly smell the cocaine indicating someone else was here as well. I reached for the gun from the drawer next to the shoe stand and prepared myself for the little show. I noticed a ray of light, not brighter than a phone screen light, coming from the living room. I backed up against the wall only to hear moaning sounds. I furrowed my eyebrows and looked down my watch. It was almost midnight. Who could be watching porn at this time of the day and that to, at my house? I uncovered myself and pointed the gun straight at the person. It was Sandra.

"Nope, now get the fuck out my face." I said blankly, which left her speechless.

She rushed out of the door yelling a few curse words at me and of course, telling me how big of a jerk I was. I smirked and shook my head. Women these days. I kicked off my shoes and jumped on the couch trying to relax after the long day. I couldn't get Felicia off my head for as long as I have tried. I decided to call a friend over for a little smoke.

I texted Za to come over and he said, he would be there in about thirty minutes. Za was a childhood friend. We had both gotten into this gang shit together. There has never been a day where we didn't deal with our bullshit, together. It was always us two. At least, that's what we thought. It was not a big deal, but the pay was huge. As huge as the things we smuggled. We traded drugs here and there for our bread and butter. It was not something a parent would want his child to do. But, both me and Za, didn't have them. It was a pity, to be honest. But, life just doesn't work right, does it? Me and Za both got affected, in a bad way, I might add, after we had joined this shit. In my instance, it's worse. For a while, I did shit I was not supposed to do even though we both took an oath we would never do that kind of shit.

But, that's another story for another day.

A car pulled up into my drive way and I instantly guessed it was Za. I opened the door to see him standing. "What's up, Man?" I said before pulling us into a bro hug. "Nothing much, bro, just the same ol'." He replied. We both sat on the couch as the awkward silence filled the air. I decided to pull the bunch out and waste no time in continuing with our initial plan. Once I inhaled the white substance, I let it take over my head as I laid on the sofa. My mind was stuck with one thing. And that was Felicia. As much as I longed to see her again and again, I knew the closer we become, she would start expecting commitment from me. Commitment was something I always had a hard time with. Secondly, she would always expect the truth. The truth about me. She couldn't know and she was not supposed to know.

I let myself drift off just thinking about where life will take me.