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Why the fuck do everybody act like they care?
I was dying and nobody was there
Please don't cry, baby, life ain't fair
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TW: Drug abuse, Overdose.
Chapter 57
Renny's Pov.
I walked into the apartment lugging some grocery bags all up my arms. Cyril dropped me off because it was too many to walk with.
"Hell yeah , what food did you get?" Mick immediately asked from his spot on the couch.
"Nothing for you, leave me alone."
I walked into the kitchen and sat everything on the counter.
"Why did you buy so much shit?"
I shrugged as I started unpacking the bags of food.
"Well I know we're supposed to go eat for my birthday tomorrow night but I figured we could just stay in and cook or something, I don't know."
He nodded slowly but the look on his face was confusion.
"What?" I asked and he shrugged. "Have you like, talked to Harry?"
I furrowed my brows at his random question that literally has nothing to do with this.
"Uhm, not much today, why?"
He shrugged and started flipping through the channels.
That's suspicious.
"Miiiick." I said with suspicion and walked over to the couch. "Why'd you ask me that?"
He shrugged again, giving me the silent treatment.
"Mick. Tell me." "Tell you what?" "Whatever you're not telling me."
He groaned and covered his face.
"I told them I was an awful person to tell shit to. I can't keep secrets from you for shit." "Secrets? What secret?"
He sighed and sat up, looking at me.
"Okay don't tell them I told you." "Tell me. Now."
He sighed and nodded.
"Harry came and talked to all of us, including Cyril, and we're going on a little trip. Tomorrow. Well, in the morning. Harry said he wants to take you somewhere and wanted to know if we would come because he knows we like to be together on birthdays. I don't know where. That's literally all I know. He said we'd be back by Sunday night."
He did what?
"When the fuck did he do that? I haven't heard a word about that from him." "He came by like two days ago."
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