In Love With A Criminal (Christopher Velez)

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"Damn Ronnie. Zabdiel hooked us up with that good stuff" Alan said as he inhaled.

"I mean its his job too" I laughed.

"So any tea sis?" Alan asked.

"Well my moms husband is being a bitch. I can't stand that guy. We got into a fight earlier today in the morning" I said as i drank my lean.

"Ronnie if he put a hand on you i sw-"

"Hey it's okay. I dealt with already" i said as i cut him off.

"Lord what did you do now?" He asked.

"I yelled at him, saying that he was the worst person in the world. And you're gonna get mad at this next one" i said.

"Veronica what did you say?" he said with his really face.

"I said that if he wasn't so busy fucking my mom, my dad would be alive right now. And it should've been the one to have died" i said as i inhaled my weed.

"Veronica why?" he asked as hit his forehead. "It wasn't anyways fault for your Dads death."

"I know i know. It just pissed me the fuck off that he thinks he can say and do what ever the hell he wants with my mom and me" I said really fast. "I was so close to getting my shit and coming here this morning."

"Hey listen. If you ever need anywhere to go don't come to this dirty ass abandoned house, just come over to mine. Everything's gonna be okay" he said with a sincere smile.

"Thanks Alan" i also said with a smile. "So tell me, how are things doing with Zabdiel's boss?" i asked.

He bit his lip knowing i'm never supposed to ask about his job. It's really big and is never supposed to tell anyone.

"Uh yeah it's going good" he said unsure. "Just need to finish one more job and then I'll be done. I think."

"Well that's good to hear. Listen Alan, i want you to stop doing these jobs. It's too dangerous" I said.

"About that. It's too late. If you ever see a black truck that's by my house or anywhere where i am, it's too late. But don't worry, they wont find me" Alan said.

"Alan what the actual fuck? What did you do? Did you fuck something up?" I asked madly.

"No, the fuck? I'm just telling you when it will be too late" he said.

"Okay okay i'm sorry" I said. "Lets just get going" I said as i picked my things up.

Alan started to pick his stuff up when a black Tahoe pulled up to the house. Why did today have to be the day that he tells me something and that something just has to be true.

"Fuck Ronnie I'm screwed!" Alan exclaimed.

"No please you cant die. I wont let them!" I exclaimed back.

"I owe them too much. Its too late. I didn't get his last job done yet!"

"Please tell him to give you more time. Ill fucking beg with you damn it but don't let them kill you!"

"Ronnie listen to me!" He said as he grabbed my shoulders. "I basically sold my soul to him. That last job was the most important one and i fucked that shit up. My ass has been sleeping here for the last few days and they found me. Its too late. Now, i want you to get your ass out that back door and run. Don't turn around"