jake

LBC 2026

jake thought he was insane. he was having repeated dreams of his dad. he noticed a shift in his own voice. you would often find him looking at old pictures of his dad and crying. one night he almost shaved his head, thankfully you stopped him

jake would watch the sunrise every morning, shove his airpods in and listen to old reggae and ska, toots and the maytals, the wailers, the specials, anything to feel close to bradley. he got quiet in conversation, he ate less, something was wrong.

one morning, he sat on the roof, he held his hairless cat fluffy and watched the sunrise, hoping it would explode.

he could only think of bradley, sounds of bradley’s voice on 40 oz played through his mind. he didn’t get his feelings.

he ended up pulling you out of bed, making you get dressed and got you in the car.

he pulled up to where his dad was buried, got out, and knelt beside brads grave. you watched him from the rolled down car window, hairless cat fluffy sat in your lap. he was crying, poured his heart out to his fathers grave.

“…do you know i owe you my life..?”

he got up and went back into the car, drove yall to an old school mexican restaurant. he was fighting tears, and was squeezing the living daylights out of your hand