DaQuan and Bobby have Adrian. Trevor is on a warpath to get him back and another blast from his past threatens. Chris is getting more bombshells dropped from his blow up at Thanksgiving. All of this plus graduation. Throw in new pledges and you have...
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Chris' POV
I don't bother people. I don't. I'm just trying to live my life. So why is the universe fucking with me? First, my car decide that it don't want to start. The fuck? Then I lost a whole ass essay on my laptop. Good thing I'm anal as fuck and had part of it saved on a thumb drive. Gio and I got into an argument and I can't tell you what it was about but all I know is that we haven't spoken in two days other than to say good morning. Just as I'm at my wit's end, I get a phone call.
"Hello?"
"Christopher!"
I sighed. Why didn't I look at the caller ID?
"Mother."
"It's been a while, darling. How are you?"
"I'm alive, Mother. You?"
"Rejuvenated, darling. So free."
"Glad to hear it. To what do I owe this call? As you stated, it's been a while."
She sighed. "Well, I simply wanted to share my good news. I'm getting married again!"
I simply stared at the phone. The fuck?
"Christopher? Darling, did I lose you?"
I couldn't say anything. I mean what the hell could I say?
"Christopher?"
"Married? Why? Who? What? When? Seriously? Why?"
She gave me her fake country club laugh. "Well darling, obviously because I'm in love and he asked."
"Who asked, Mother? Are you even divorced yet?"
"Oh darling. There is a gentleman that I have been seeing for a while now. When he heard that your father and I were separated, he wasted no time swooping in and romancing off of my feet. Darling, I've never felt so loved! We haven't set a date yet but I suspect it will be soon. I wanted to tell you and London, of course. I want you both to meet him. And Christopher, it would mean the world to me if you were to give me away."
Again, I was stunned into silence. What did I do to deserve this?
"Mother, again, who is this guy?" My patience was running thin.
"Well, his name is Aloysius LeBlanc. He's an investment banker. He's a widower with three grown sons."
She seemed happy. Who am I to rain on her parade? "Well Mother, congratulations. I hope you get a prenup to protect your finances."
"Oh Christopher! He's not after my money. He's well connected and very well off. Besides, all of my money is attached to a trust. He couldn't take it if he tried. So will you give me away?"
"Well Mother, seeing as that I've been disowned by both of my parents, I don't think so. Also, I don't have the funds for any unnecessary expenses since I've been cut off financially as well. I'm still gay so yeah, there's that whole thing. And seeing as this is the first time that you've reached out to me since Thanksgiving, it's not sitting right in my spirit. I don't want to ruin your day, so I'll decline. I will meet Mr. LeBlanc but no, I don't think that I'll attend the wedding."
