CHP 22 THE PUNCH

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I wake up to the screaming of the guys. It's anger, even though it sound be happiness. What the hell?
I sit up and see Ryan and Rob in the kitchen.
"Did you think about me when you took my fucking car?"
"No! It was instinct! Who else has a car here?"
"You paid for food and gas. On my credit card, and used my car. Why shouldn't I hurt you for that?"
"Imagin-"
"Don't give me that bullshit. I want my money back. By the end of this week."
"Okay," Rob rolls his eyes.
"That's it,"
Ryan launches himself at Rob and punches him. Right in the face.
Ryan stands up and heads back to his room.
I get up immediately after Ryan shuts his door.
"Rob! Are you okay?"
"I'm fine I'm fine," he says, grabbing at the wall to stand up.
"Your eye is red,"
"Yeah I know he hit me there."
"Fuck him, he's just an asshole."
"We need to pay him back."
"I got it, don't worry about it."
I head over to the freezer to get some ice. "How was last night?" I say, trying to change the subject quickly.
"It was really fun. Preston and I talked and talked. I really missed him."
I give Rob the ice, and tell him to go to the bathroom to wash off.
"Quickly, how much do we owe Ryan?"
"260? Something around there."
"Okay."
I head over to my stuff and pull out the money. I walk over to Ryan's room and slide under the door.
I head back to the couch and turn on the TV. And I turn to see Jerome walking out of the hallway.
"Hey buddy! Thanks for coming to talk to me last night."
"I didn't want you to worry for much longer,"
"Greatly appreciated."
"What channels are there to watch?"
"I dunno. I'm super hungry."
"As always."
Jerome looks around, "And Vikk's not awake."
"We could order room service,"
"Oooooo, where did that menu go?"
He finds it under some cups and grabs the phone.
I grab the menu out of his hand, playfully. I see pancakes, and point to them.
He nods.
"Can we have three orders of pancakes, chocolate chips, and two chocolate milkshakes ordered to the top suite?"
My mouth drops open, woah.
He mouths to me, "Parents are paying,"
Oh that's it.
"Why three pancakes?" I whisper.
"One for you, two for me." He whispers back.
"Thank you sir. When will that be ready? Okay. Okay. Thank you."
I grin.
"I really missed you Mitch. Don't ever go do something like that again, without me."
"You would've went with us?"
"Definitely. Mitch? Why wouldn't I?"
I slowly try to shrink myself, "I don't know,"
"Whatever. It's fine."
The front door opens, and our food comes in. We both sit and stare as our food is being laid out in front of us.
We look at each other and grin.


I'm sorry for not posting in so long, but schools almost over, so yay!!!
I love you all.
see you all later!
~Rin

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