Guys my little brother is begging for th computer here, so I'm gonna upload the corresponding picture to this chapter tomorrow :)
“Is this your new hobbie or what?” I asked annoyed.
“You weren’t here after school, where were you?” Gabriel asked.
I walked inside, closed the door and then headed to the kitchen. Gabriel followed me and stood on the door’s frame.
“What?” I asked taking jam and cheese from inside the fridge.
“Where did you go after school?” he asked again.
I looked at him. He had a very unusual serious expression.
I sighed.
I don’t really like lying to any of my friends... okay; maybe I enjoy lying, pranking, yelling, punching or kicking Patrick... but... Anyways.
“I went to the psychologist” I said and started looking for some bread.
I heard him moving near me.
“Psychologist?” he asked confused.
“Have you seen the bread?” I asked opening the cupboards.
“Roxanne, who the hell told you to go there?” he asked walking next to me.
“I can’t find it!” I said now looking in the next cupboard.
“Did you go by your own?” he asked again but now following me while I walked through the kitchen.
“I swear I saw some bread here!”
“Roxanne can you please answer me?”
“It couldn’t just flew away”
“Roxanne”
“Or maybe I was just delirious and there isn’t any after all...”
“Or drunk” Gabriel said.
“Or drunk” I confirmed.
“Hey, Rox, answer me”
“But, even though, there must be something to eat here”
“Roxanne!”
“You can’t be empty!” I said looking inside the fridge once again.
“ROXANNE!” He yelled.
“You find the bread?!” I asked and faked smiled.
“Forget about the damn bread, can you answer me?” he said holding me from my shoulders.
I rolled my eyes.
“Who cares about it, the thing is that I went there but now I’m back”
He sighed frustrated.
“Fine. Don’t tell me”
“Why do you care?” I asked.
“Because I don’t want you to get drunk again or anything”
“Aha” I crossed my arms over my chest and frowned at him.
“What?” he chuckled.
“You’re a bad liar Gabriel”
He tried to hide a smile by biting his lower lip... Too bad it only made him laugh more.
“Whatever, I’m starving” I turned around and continue looking for food on the fridge.
“Hey, want me to bring you something to eat?” he asked ten minutes later.
“Nope” I said as I closed the fridge’s door.
