Romeo And Juliet Roller Coaster
Author: C.C Phoenixx

Chapter 24
Supposed-To-Be Future

**BAM** --Two days later--

Hesitantly, I strode up the stairs of the old, run-down, red-brick apartment building and stood at the front door with a slight glare on my face. I couldn't believe I was about to open up another can of worms, but this one may be worth it. Looking around at the grotty scenery of the slums of New York City, I doubted it would be a good idea to go through with this, but I had to.

Stealing a deep breath, I raised a fist and knocked on the door, quietly at first, but building up until there was a click of locks and the old door swung open. The man behind it...well, he matched the scenery. His beer gut hung over his greasy pants, his white wifebeater was no longer white, his scraggily black hair hung in his face and piercing, familiar green eyes stared back at me. A week's growth of hair stood out on his jaw and his breath as he spoke was rancid.

"Whatt'ya want?" he demanded, the scent of pizza and beer washing over my face.

Trying not to gag at the scent I said, "A place to stay...Dad."


"I know you're lying to me," I snapped out fiercly, grabbing a fistful of this kid's shirt and slamming him against a locker, my free hand moving threateningly towards the gun in my holster.

"What the fuck do you want from me?" he growled, putting his hands up like a criminal locked and trapped in the sights of a cop. "I have no fuckin' clue where the hell Bam is!"

"You don't want to lie to a guy like me," I hissed, "I don't fuck around. I've heard about how close you and Bam were, you would know where she is."

This kid was around nineteen with dark blue eyes and long black hair that was messed up and sweaty. I knew this one was going to be a pain in my friggin' ass just by lookin' at him.

"Wait," the kid said, making me cock a brow at him, "Are you Jude?"

Stunned for a moment, I let him drop, and then I began laughing. Without another word I left the shop. I didn't have time to waste on pointless little adventures like scaring the truth out of a kid. I'd just have to think of the way Bam would think...

She'd go to the one person no one would ever think she'd go to...But who would that be?


Suck in slow...Breath out...Take in relief....Let out problems...Inhale relaxation...Forget Bam.

"Take it easy, Jew," Tyrone said, grabbing the blunt from me.

"My name," I said slowly, leaning back lazily and drooping my eyes, feeling lightheaded and so at peace, "Is not 'Jew'; It's Juuuuuuddddeeee." I began laughing hysterically.

Tyrone shook his head at me and sat beside me, taking a couple of hits before passing it back to me. I think I was at his place...I really wasn't sure anymore, I was too high, too lazy, to think right now.

"What's wrong with you man?" Tyrone wondered, leaning his head back and staring up at the ceiling.

"Well," I said slowly, "Bammie's left me! Can you believe it? I can't! She just left me without telling me anything and now I can't find her and I'm so worried I can barely breathe. I've been crying all day, bro, and I'm not a crier. I'm not really sure why I care that she's gone...she's never done anything for me except start fights with me.."

"Stop rambling," Tyrone hissed. "Obviously, getting high is only making this worse...Why don't you just...distract...yourself?"


A smile lit up Tyrone's face as he sat up and called, "Rosie!" Then, as a beautiful brunette came up to us, he said, "Rosie, meet Jude; Jude, Rosie. Now, Rosie, be a lil friendly with my man over here..He needs it."

Nodding with a smirk on her pretty lil face, Rosie looked down at me with a seducing leer. "Hey, Jude," she murmured, sitting herself on my lap and straddling my hips, "My name's Rosie, and I'll be the best friend you've ever had."

Without saying anything I simply moved my mouth to hers and let everything go, along with the memories, the past, the supposed-to-be future, and our clothes.


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