Two Worlds Distanced

Chapter 124

EZRA

After dropping Angela off at the airport, Rachel and I decided to head back to the apartment; I thought it was strange that she never told us why she wanted to leave so quickly, like she was in a hurry, significantly a day earlier. This holiday was probably the most interesting and strangest holiday ever and showed how fucked my and Rachel's families are. But everything came all different when all of the truth started spilling out like they drank some truth drink to undo the lies, especially leaving Rachel broken-hearted. I wish I could heal her heart from witnessing her father getting arrested in front of her. I remember it like it was yesterday.

"Hey, I'm going to change my clothes. I will be right back. Do you want me to grab you something?" I ask Rachel. She put her winter coat on a hanger on the small coat rack, "Hmm, sure," she shrugged her shoulders and wrapped her arms around each other. She almost looks like an icicle. I go over to the thermostat and turn the heat up all the way, "Better?".

She nods yes, "Do you mind if you get me a sweater?" she asks as, shivering on the way towards the couch and grabs the black fleece blanket then wrap her whole body in it, "Of course, you silly girl," I laugh of how cute she looks with her head wrapped over the blanket.

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I bring the suitcases to the bedroom and throw them on the bed. I don't bother unpacking the suitcases because I know Rachel would rip my head off if I put things in the wrong places. I set them by the closet door, then grab a flannel sweater that probably doesn't fit me right since my biceps are the size of a bowling ball now.

*Ring Ring*

My phone starts ringing like it's some kind of a fucking emergency. I grab it from the dresser and see it's Eric. You motherfucker, leave me alone, but I pick it anyway. If I don't, he will continue calling me, "What do you want?"

"Okay, cut the attitude already!" he yells through the phone. I roll my eyes. I don't say I have an attitude because I'm not a toddler like Leo, who's so annoying, wanting to follow me anytime he sees me, "I was only calling you to see if you changed your mind," he says. I'm so confused about what's talking about.

"Can you please be clearer?".

"Your manuscript about publishing. If you want, because you have been working here since you were a scrawny-ass freshman," he jokes about how I was. I wish he were wrong, but I was pretty skinny until I came to college; when I wasn't spending time with worthless people at worthless parties, I went to the gym constantly to build up strength.

I go over to the back of the closet where I hide the manuscript, and Rachel finds it; millions of times, I thought of burning it or trashing it again, but I know I would regret it. I look at it momentarily and look back at the do where I can hear Rachel watching one of the cheesy Hallmark movies like she always does.

I shoved my good conscience in the back because it's not like I ever had one in the beginning, especially when I'm doing it right now, "Okay. You can publish, but I have some conditions,". I tell him and put it back in the closet along with my good, unexisting conscience that's telling me it's wrong.

"Okay. Listen, I must go, but we can discuss your book at your mother's party. I hope you and Rachel will be going," he says excitedly. I hope this is worth it, but it doesn't matter because someone will still be hurt either way.