Find Me Again?

Chapter 3

Jacob laid in the alley way.  A wet blanket around his as he lay shivering on the cold, cold alley way floor.  A loaf of stale beard came in view of Jacob and he reached for it, but a rat came and got it first.  Jacob retracted himself and pushed into the wall.  His was just skin and bones and it's only been 1 week.  His afro unkempt and the police everywhere searching for him. 

Jacob's eyes became heavy, fatigue clouding his mind.  Slowly a shadow came upon him.  "You ain't from around here."  A deep voice said and Jacob felt strong arms pick him up.  Jacob had no strength to fight this person back, he let the random person take him.

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"Aye, I think he waking up."  A voice echoed through Jacob's mind.  "Hot stuff, you up?"  Another voice said and slowly Jacob opened his eyes to a bright ass room.  Jacob jumped up seeing a whole lotta niggas.  "Don't turn me in! PLEASE!"  Jacob yelled.

"Man we ain;t gone do it.  Which I say we should, but Mr. Ray Ray over here see himself in you so-"  "Travie shut the fuck UP." Jacob ears rung.  "Is that...Wait what.."  Jacob blinked.  A lanky boy got down on his knees.  "You a fan of Travis Williams and Tre Melvin?"  He asked.  "Well..Yeah.  Tre Melvin is like...my inspiration.  And Travis William is a funny ass nigga."  Jacob laughed alittle.  "Aha! Am I funnier or Tre?"  Jacob's eyes popped out his head as both Travis and Tre came out.  Jacob rubbed his eyes.  "The fuck.." He whispered.

"They're real."  Another guy came out.

"How about we all just introduce ourselves to him before he goes haywire?" Two braids said.

"I'm Diggy."  Diggy said.

"Craig! What up!?" Craig yelled.

"Travis. Shiiiit Probably!"  Travis yelled making Jacob laugh.

"Tre Melvin."  Tre said and Jacob looked at him, shocked.

"And I'm Ray.  I brought you here."  Ray said.

"Thank you."  Jacob said and then looked down to see fresh clothes on himself.  "Threw some jogging pants on you and a shirt." Tre said and handed Jacob soup.  

"And you must be run away Jacob Perez."  Diggy said.  "Alot of money to put you in.."  Travis said.

"Yeah...are you gonna turn me in? Please...Please don't."  Jacob muttered quickly.

"Whoa there hot stuff.  We're not.  But why did you?"  Ray asked Jacob and Jacob looked down as he swallowed his soup.  

"Well...my parents didn't accept the fact of me being...how do I say...bent.  You know uh they think gay is wrong and that it's a what and not a who.  They think it's what I am and not who I am and they believe that beating me and sending me to groups and seeing how wrong it is...that I'll be fixed.  I can't have any male friends without my parents slapping me.  Can't look at a guy's direction without having to be starved for what seems about a month.  I gotta look over my back every second of every hour just to watch tv.  Or...or go for a walk."  Jacob said.

"Yeah society is still fucked up."  Tre muttered to himself.

"Well we're all bisexual.  Travis over dere with his straight ass." Ray chuckled and Jacob laughed and Travis threw up his deuces.  

"You the first gay nigga to be in here Jacob! Be pumped!" Craig yelled and shook Jacob violently.  Jacob slapped Craig.  "DAMN!"  They all yelled.

"So-Sorry.  I'm not used to something like that...do it again."  Jacob said with a smile and Craig cheesed and shook him again.  "BE PUUUUUMPED!"  Craig yelled.

"Y'all dumb as shit."  Diggy muttered.

Craig stopped and Jacob looked around.  "Now we gotta fix you up."  Tre said.

"Hey I know how to change my appearance or whatever.  I just need a few things."  Jacob whispered.

"Whatever you need. We'll get."  They said.

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Jacob put the green contacts in, causing his eyes to become a radiant green and placed his fake attitude glasses on and a nose piercing, fake of course.  Jacob has had died his hair a red henna.  A deep sort of burgundy, but still not burgundy.  It was straightened.  The hair was right above his shoulders.  Jacob bobbed it in.  A bang that above his eyes.  

"Okay...Okay..."  Jacob whispered and stood up in his new outfit.  It was a big sweatshirt that said ' Beware Of These HANDS ' and high waisted black jeans.  I had black boots on too.  "Oh shit...."Jacob whispered not even recognizing himself.  

Someone knocked on the door.  "Come in."  Jacob said and Ray came in.  "Aye hot stuff!  I got you this sack.  As you requested we got yo fake ID and everything.  Now your Valentin Shapiro.  Your 16 and that's about it...yeah.  Your 'legalized'."  Ray chuckled and Jacob took the bag.  "Thank you so much.  I am grateful to you for not turning me in."  Jacob whispered.

"Aye no sweat.  I ran from home when I was 15 ya know.  People said I wouldn't make it and stuff.  But look I'm 18.  Living a life."  Ray said and Jacob looked shocked.  "Wow..."  Jacob whispered. Ray slipped a phone into Jacob's hand.  The feeling of a rhinestone case came into his hand.  Jacob held it up and say the new iPhone 5.  "Come on Vallie. Let's go show the new you."  Ray said and he steered Jacob or shall we say Vallie out the room and into the room.

Everyone became quiet and looked to the new Jacob.  

"Do I look recognizable?"  Jacob asked.

"Nope." They all said.

Jacob Perez is no more.  It's only Valentin Shapiro 

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