Kairi Sawyer, a new face in London, is a drug to True Oberlin; similar to cigarettes. They have the same effect. Kairi made him happy and was the comfort he needed, but ruined him in the process. Just like cigarettes.
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"Dad, can you stop? I don't want to go to that stupid meeting of yours." I rolled my eyes and walked into the kitchen with my dad following behind me.
"True, this is big. Publishers can see your work." He put his hand on the counter and leaned against it.
"I don't fucking care! I don't want to meet with your stupid!-"
"Arrêtez de maudire!" (Stop cursing!) My father snapped at me. He stood next to my dad who was holding my little sister.
"Can you tell him that I don't want to go to his meeting!" I yelled and my father rolled his eyes.
"Haddon. Si no quiere ir, no lo obligues." (If he doesn't want to go, Don't force him.)
"You always take the kids side, Christian. This could be big for him and he's denying it like a brat."
"No soy un mocoso! I just don't want to-" (I'm not a brat!)
"True, shut it. Go to your room and get ready, we're going." He sternly said to me before walking off. I scoffed and cursed underneath my breath as I rushed over to my room.
It's fine True, you are in the process of moving out anyway. Half of my room was already gone, what's left was my furniture, along with some school shit and a few pairs of clothes. Everything else was in boxes at my new place.
There's no way in hell I'm going to this thing. I would hang out with Emberly or Evangelia, maybe even shannon, but they're busy.
Let's try Florence.
I go to our conversation and send a message.
"U wanna hang out for a bit?"
Automatically, it says read at the bottom of the text. My lips curve into a slight smile.
'Sorry man, gotta babysit rn :('
And my smile immediately turns into a frown. Of course, no one is fucking available.
Except...
There's one person that came to mind, but there's no way in hell. He wouldn't hang out with me.
Would he?
No, he wouldn't. Stop imagining True.
..Fuck it. I'm bored, I don't want to go to this meeting, and I need someone to hang out with.
