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Chapter 7

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BRANDON TATE

I saw Honey's mom standing by the door in her work clothes. She looked... mad? I don't know why though, I thought she likes me, trusts me with her daughter.

"So I return home from a hard day at work and see a guy in my baby's room, and both are eating cupcakes?"

Honey swallowed her cupcake and was about to say something when her mom started chuckling "Your faces! Oh God. You don't know how happy I am to find my baby in her room with a guy... Eating cupcakes!"

I chuckled. She has a point though. There are way worse ways of finding a 19 year old girl and a 22 year old guy in a bedroom. Not that I would mind...

But when I looked at Honey grinning at her mom, I smiled automatically. No. She deserves better treatment. A lot better treatment. She's the type who should be courted and then cherished.

I looked back at Helen and found her looking at me with an unreadable expression, she snapped out of it and smiled warmly at her daughter "Well cupcake, do you mind if I have a taster?"

Honey nodded enthusiastically "Have the nutella one!"

I silently observed Honey who scooted towards the window giving her mom place to sit and picked out the biggest cupcake and give it to her mom, who accepted it giving a kiss on her daughter's cheek.

My chest tightened. Why couldn't I have this? Why couldn't my mom kiss me on the cheek atleast once in my life? Now I can't have it ever. Because they're dead.
I hate them. Because they had to catch that flight to attend some gala or whatever when they knew my birthday was the next day. I'm not even sure they knew when my birthday was.

Honey knows this. I had told her my whole story when she asked where my mom was. I don't know why but I just did.

My thoughts were cut short when I felt something on my lips, it was a cupcake, I looked up to see Honey holding it for me to eat. I smiled and took a bite out of it. She always knew how to make me happy. Heck she didn't even need to try.

After finishing all the cupcakes, we were simply talking, when Ms. R dropped the bomb.
"So Honey I expect you to leave the party by 7. Sharp. No later than that." and after Honey nodded, she added "I'm sleepy, kids. I have an early day tomorrow. Bye Brandon. Use the door this time."

Party? Which freaking party?

I forced a smile "Yes Ms. R, I will. Good night." she smiled and left.

I immediately bit out "Which party?" as I eyed Honey, clenching my fist.

Honey's eyes widen, as if she just remembered that she forgot to tell me.
Remember now? Bestfriend?

"There's this party. Hen told me to tag along."

Stupid Henry.

"Where? What time?"

She sat up straight, suddenly looking tensed "Uh... At Curt Robbins' house. We'll be going there by 5."

Oh so it's decided?

"Do you know who this Curt is? And why weren't we invited?"

"Hen told me Curt is a third year bachelor. And the party was only for bachelors not masters students."

Third year guy? The guy I fought with in the morning was also a third year bachelor. Am I over thinking this? She said she'll be back by 7. People arrive at parties by 8. So she will be out before all the jazz starts.