Lines

Chapter 13

I made my way down to the warehouse, not even bothering to turn on the radio. I was too busy being consumed by my own thoughts of what had just happened. Had I really just lost Terrance too?

I tried to temporarily flush the thoughts that flooded my mind as I approached the warehouse. I had lost track of how long I had been driving and luckily, the warehouse was a straight shot across the highway so I didn't have to pay much attention to any signs.

Every now and then, my vision became a little hazy due to tears forming in my eyes, but I fought against them each time.

The moment I had decided to turn the radio, I heard a sad song beginning to play. I wasn't sure what the song was because I had turned the radio off before it even got any further. Now was not the time for that.

I looked up just in the nick of time, I looked up and saw the sign for my exit. I hadn't even realized that I had been driving for that long; my mind was too busy elsewhere.

I looked down at the dashboard, realizing that I had been doing almost 100mph. I knew I was driving fast, but not that fast. No wonder I got here so fast.

I quickly slowed down and switched lanes so that I could get off on my exit. I made a few turns and within a minute or so, I was pulling up at the warehouse.

It was in a secluded area which was great because I liked to keep things down here as low key as possible.

I got out of my car and ran up to the warehouse. Before I could even enter the warehouse, I was greeted by a bloody SB running out to meet me.

"Ayo SB, what the fuck's good?"

"We ship platinum, them bitches is shipping wood" he laughed briefly. I got the joke, and it was kind of funny, but now just wasn't the time.

I gave him a slight grill and he straightened up. "C'mon, somebody got hit." He sounded very worried. He turned his back and ran inside and I followed closely behind.

I stopped as soon as I had a view of the catastrophe. The warehouse was a mess. Everyone was scattered everywhere and they all appeared to be in some sort of distress.

White powder covered a majority of the floors, a lot of the warehouse windows was broken leaving glass everywhere, and as I looked closer, I could see bullet shells spread sporadically.

I slowly made my way inside to get a better view of the mess that had occurred. I looked around and caught a glimpse of one of my workers on the ground bleeding out with a few others surrounding him.

Before I could run over to him, SB grabbed my shoulder, causing me to turn my attention to him. He handed me a sticky note that he told me he had found near the rear entrance.

I looked down at the note that read: STOP WHAT YOU'RE DOING!

Terrance POV

I had been sitting in front of Jaron's face crying for the past 30 or so minutes trying to tell him what happened. I don't know why, but I was so emotional about it despite how much I pretended not to care while he was still here.

As soon as I had hit the stairs, that's when it all started. As hard as I tried to fight back the tears, they fought harder.

It wasn't everyday that I found myself actually liking someone and when I did I felt the need to invest my all into them because what was the point of the relationship if I wasn't going to. I'd just ultimately be wasting my time.

I initially attempted to text William to take my mind of of things, but he didn't answer which I guess was a good thing because I may have regret it afterwards.

I decided to go to Jaron's room and just chill in there because I didn't want to be alone and I didn't think it was a good idea either. Just me and my thoughts together would not have been good.

Some part of me wanted to believe that I had been overreacting and that everything that Connor was doing was validated, but the other part of me wouldn't let me.

I had been in far too many instances where niggas had lied to me and kept secrets from me and that insecurity made it hard for me to prosper with anyone in the future, but it was something that I was definitely working on.

"He answered... the.. phone and... then he just.. left" I sobbed.

Jaron didn't say anything. He just wrapped his arms around me and held me while I continued to let out failed attempt at cries and vent. By this point, I had no more tears left to cry. I was drained and needed to think about something else.

I pulled out my phone and went to my music app. I clicked shuffle on my library, hoping to get my mind off of things.

We clawed, we chained, our hearts in vein
We jumped, never asking why

*skip*

If you take too long to hit me back
I can't promise you how I'll react
But all I can say

*skip*

I told you how you hurt me baby,
But you don't care

At that point I had turned my music off. It sucked that my library was filled with nothing but sad music. It's what I enjoyed listening to most whether I was actually sad or not, but for some reason, tonight it actually made me sadder.

"Wanna play a game or something?" Jaron finally asked.

I simply shrugged.

He went over to his Xbox and turned it on. I wasn't really paying attention to what game he was putting on. I just sat there playing with my nails until I heard him call my name.

He had put in GTA V, one of my favorite games. I took the controller from him and my frown quickly turned into a grimace as I immediately began to kill people.

I began causing all types of destructions and it was helping with all of the anger and sadness that I had built up inside of me.

"Woah there tiger." I heard Jaron laughing from behind me. That made me smile.

For the first time since Connor had left I was smiling.

I continued running around and blowing things up and killing people until eventually the cops had caught up to me. I ran and fought for as much as I could, but they eventually killed me. I smiled and shook my head, passing the controller back to Jaron.

He paused the game and looked at me.

"So, on a real note, are you going to try to hear Connor out and at least trust that he'll tell you when he's ready, or are you going to continue to be stubborn."

I knew that he was right. I could be very stubborn at times and I never really tried to hear people out if it wasn't benefiting me.

I but down on my bottom lip and thought about it. "Do you think I should?"

All he did was nod.

Sigh. "Maybe I will."