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Jeremiah and Angelo's argument resided in my head. I wondered how Jeremiah received that information, and what exactly Chief told him.
I told myself i would ask Chief about it when he gets back, however, recently it's felt like he's not the happiest with me. It's evident he doesn't like Angelo at all, it's beginning to involve people associated with him as well.
I heard the dorm room door start to click around. I glanced back at it as it started to open. Chief's larger character filled the doorway, with a few grey bags.
He brought his eyes to mine and kept an indifferent expression, slamming the door shut behind him as he took his shoes off.
"i got a few things," He announced called for, "soap and shit, we're running out."
I stared at him unload the bags—thinking of what I wanted to say to him.
My gaze drove down his torso, which was poking through the white compression shirt he wore. Below, were his casual black Nike sweats.
I snapped out of my observing trance and turned my body to him, "Are you mad at me?" I added falsified bass in my voice to make myself seem stoic about the topic.
His expression stayed flat, "no,"
I narrowed my high at him and sighed. I hated when he did this, it was like inadvertent mind screwing.
Whenever he holds back his emotions with his words, it leads me to believe he's prevaricating.
Sharply exhaling, "Can you please tell me!" I whined, "You're doing that thing where you act like you don't care," I reminded him.
I watched his pupils shoot to the side of his eye followed by a smirk, "Luca, stop overthinking." he instructed, "if i was mad at you, i would tell you."
I tapped my side awkwardly, "Can I ask you something and you be honest with me then?"
"don't prattle, what is it?" his tone became annoyed.
"what did you tell jeremiah yesterday?" I forced the words out.
He stopped his motions and his eyes rolled around in thought. A smile grew, only to be quickly palliated, "just a tip on what his boyfriend does for a hobby."
"Why'd you do that?! And how'd you even find out?"
"i went through your phone and found it." He admitted—his inflection being unvarnished and bare.
That set me back for a second, appalled that he went through my phone without letting me know.
It's not that I necessarily have anything to hide from Chief, especially considering he's the only other man I willingly engage with. It's moreover him particularly going through Angelo and I's conversations to keenly incriminate him.
"is there an issue with me doing that?" His demeanor reeking of apathy. Supposing I had an issue, he probably wouldn't care in the slightest.
My mouth felt glued shut. Instead of fighting it open and forcing more nervous words out, I shook my head at his remark.
