ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ [𝓒𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓭✔]

Chapter 80:"Who are you calling fuck, you fuck!?"

-RAVEN-

I'm still staring at the notes infront of me for the past 10 minutes. I just can't seem to figure out why the hell my guitar sounds so off, when I sing. It doesn't match somehow.

I place my guitar back to its stand and grab my leather jacket. -Something feel weird... Why did the FBI come yesterday? I know, they are still working on the case and try to find their answers from us, but what the hell do we know? My father was always a mystery. I never found a change to ask him, why he joined the CIA and who he really was. Our relationship wasn't the best...-

I get dragged out from my thoughts as my phone suddenly vibrates in my hand. I take a deep breath and roll my eyes.

"Hey."

"Yow! You aren't busy, right?" Lance asks on the other end.

I stare at my house, before I walk towards my truck. "Not really. Why?"

"Great. Meet us in Starbucks." He ends our call, just like that.

I hesitate on whether I should go or not.

-Lance is being bossy lately, which is a reason why I should teach him a lesson. Then again, what should I do at home? I need to pick up Troy from his training in an hour.-

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"Heard about the FBI." Sam quietly mumbles, stares at me and then slurps on his coffee. - I forgot that Lance can't be trusted.-

I look at my stupid ass cousin, who's stuffing himself with doughnuts. "Why doesn't that surprise me?"

"Did they found something useful?" Crystal asks. - It's just the four of us, since the others are busy with homeschooling or work.-

"No. They just questioned me stuffs, like how I'm doing or if I've got some information to share." I reply as I slurp my Oreo Shake.

"So, the same old shit?" Lance sarcastically says. "Did they atleast told you, why they came?"

To be honest they didn't, but I could guess the reason why. "They told me to not harm Blake, since we're the only witnesses."

-It really sounds fuckedup, but I think they warned the wrong person. If there's someone, who would do anything for revenge that would be Blake.-

The childman rolls his eyes and rips his last doughnut apart. "How sweet. That's cause you're dressed as a damn criminal." He stares at me and I groan.

"Shut up! You're walking half naked."

"That's cause I have a damn nice body." Lance flatters himself and grins. -Damn moron.-

I could open my mouth and say things that could make him think about his life, but since I'm a nice person, I keep quiet.

"Lance." Crystal shoots him a glare, making him lift his hands.

"What? I'm being brutally honest! Why else should I not wear a shirt?-"

Sam sighs and shakes his head. "Now's not the time to flatter yourself, Lance."

"You're all just jealous." The childman smirks and finally kept his mouth shut.

Crystal mumbles something into her boyfriend's ear and they quietly laugh afterwards. - It's really sweet seeing them together. After all this crush moments, they finally are open to each other... I wonder, If Amanda and I would experience something like this?...-

"I wonder if they payed a visit to Cohen. I mean, it's irritating that they still come to check on you guys." Lance says and snatches Sam's drink.