Travenna State University

Chapter 12: I Will Kill You

"Charles! I thought you were in class?" Tyrese said nervously. Charles wasn't happy at all. I don't even think I've ever gotten a look like that from him.
"Hey bruh." I said with a smile holding my hand out to dap him up. He looked at me and said, "Nigga don't talk to me."
Now, I was really confused. I've never disrespected this dude nor have I ever had any problems with him. I was really heated.
"Nah nigga you need to chill with that shit homie," I said putting my iPhone in my pocket.
He turned around, but Tyrese grabbed him saying, "Come on Charles. Chill with that bae." Charles slapped Tyrese down causing him to fall.
I stood up quick, "Yo what the fuck is wrong with you?" I said to him. Something was obviously not right this dude.
His eyes were bloodshot red. He had on a gray hoodie and blue jeans with Timberlands. Tyrese jumped back up to defuse the madness. Charles started yelling at him. "So you already fucking other niggas?" Charles said as he grabbed Tyrese by the neck.
I jumped in quickly pulling them apart. "You need to leave Charles!" I was ready to fight this nigga. He looked at me with his bloodshot eyes and walked out the door.
Tyrese started yelling after Charles. "So you're still doing cocaine Charles? Really?"
Charles held his hands up again as if he was going to hit Tyrese, but stop and grinned. "I made you nigga. Never forget that shit," Charles laughed.
"I'll see yo ass later," he said smirking at Tyrese and me while slamming the door behind him.

I was shocked, but not surprised that he was doing drugs. Back home, I've seen how addicting cocaine can be. There have been so many niggas back home who got hooked on that shit. Those niggas today or either dead or in prison. The drug just starts to deteriorate your body and life.
"Why are you not reporting him or telling someone about this madness Tyrese?"
He didn't answer, he just kept picking up the things off the floor. "I don't want to talk about this to no one," he said grabbing his keys from the table. I stood there looking at him, trying not to judge him, but it was so hard not to in my head. He offered to take me home, but he was in no condition to take me.
"I'll just catch the 7:30 bus back to campus." He said ,"Ok, let me know if you change mind." "Aight man, I'll talk to you later."
Tyrese's apartment was like 20 minutes away from campus in a suburban area. No wonder he had so much privacy over here. The bus came 10 minutes early so I got on with some hobos. I got a text from Zaveon. The reason I knew it was him is that we were friends for so long and he has had the same number since 9th grade. The text read: Bruh are you on campus?
I texted back: No, but I will be in 25 mins.
He responded back quickly: Ok, can we meet up to talk?
In my mind I didn't want to, but it was time to resolve the childishness fight between us. I replied: Aight, I'll text you when I arrive.
His response: ok.
After another 20 to 25 minutes on the bus, I finally arrived back on campus. I sent a text to Zaveon telling him to meet me in the library, I'm on campus. He replied, okay.

I sat in the library near the back section, my usual section where I go to study when I can. Zaveon walked in with his blue hoodie and basketball shorts on.
"What's up bruh?"
"Nothing much. Chillin'. Chillin.'" I said.
My old roommate and LB of Zaveon was behind him. He even waved at me. I was surprised because we were beefing and ended things terribly after that fight months ago.
"Bruh I just wanted to say I'm sorry. I should have been there for you as best friend and have your back. I was letting people in my ears and just confused about this whole Greek life shit my nigga," Zaveon confessed. He continued, "Bruh you know I love you, you're my real brother."
I believed that he was sorry and he did wanted things to go back to normal. but they just couldn't. I got up to accept his apology with a hand shake.
"It's okay bro, we straight." It felt good to finally forgive my brother.
This freshman year has just been a crazy roller coaster ride that broke our friendship up and I'm kind of glad it did. We needed that break to grow as individuals and build our own path at TSU. We all sat in the library and just talked for hours. We talked about the Rhos beefing against the Nu's. We even talked about how we all met first semester. Tyrone and I even squashed our beef. Things seemed like they were getting back to normal. And it felt good.