Chapter 5

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Sorry for the late update. I was on vacation. And everytime I did want to update, I lost half the chapter. Three times. It was so frustrating. Anyway, there would be a new character, Henry. And the song is Jet Black Heart by 5 SOS.

Now that you know it
Caught up in the moment
Can't you see inside?

Cause I've got a jet black heart
And there's a hurricane underneath that
Trying to keep us apart
I write with a poison pen
With the chemicals rolling between us
Trying to keep us apart

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Last few days, Grace had been reading those papers with concentration she can't comprehend. With work, school, brothers to dealt with, this is something she would called the art of dealing which she failed all of them. Her tips from being a waitress suck. She failed half the subjects she learns. And she's not talking to Gabriel anymore these days. That, my friend, is the art of dealing.

Dealing, my ass. I can't cope with anything at all. It all come to drain.

"Al? Al?" One of my brothers called though I can't tell which one. And I've been living with them for ten years.

"What is it?" I shouted.

"I need to borrow your bike!"

Grace sighed. Gabriel. He don't even said sorry. Faye sure is shitting Grace these days. She used to say 'It is easy to say sorry but hard to be forgiven'. Well, guess what? It's hard to do both. She said that to made Grace realize all the harassing she'd been giving to people anyway. She said one day, Grace would be hit so hard in the head by all the trouble she gave to people. And Grace answered by saying at least she would be dead by the hitting. And after that, Faye gave up on being a counselor. For now.

"No." I answered. One word is enough to make people understand. Trust me, I would know all about it.

"Are you bullshitting me? Grace! I need it!" Gabriel started knocking on my door annoyingly. I plugged in my earphone to block the voice.

"Well maybe if you said sorry. I would consider it. But guess what? You never did. So, fuck off!" I screamed before continuing reading Kuroko No Basuke, a manga about basketball that I got engrossed in lately.

It was a few minutes later when Henry, a friend of her called, out of blue.

"Hey, what's up?" He greeted from the other line.

"The sky, the birds, and some water drizzling." I replied sarcastically.

"You know that's not what I meant, right? Come on, what's happening in your life right now? New boyfriend? How's that Faye doing? Still unsensitive as before? God, I hate that girl." He ranted on.

"Yes, I know. Nothing new. I just break up though. No. If you want to ask about Faye, call her. Oh. Wait. You can't. You hate her." I replied all the questions he asked with a taste of sarcasm.

"What had gotten in you lately? You're more sarcastic than ever and you only do that to me when you're in a really bad mood." He said.

"Indeed. I am. Where are you now? Let's meet."

"Okay. I'll text the adress." Then he end the call.

Rude.

Henry is someone from her past. Actually, she met him when she went to a party uninvited, out of pure rage for her mother. She still remember that day. When everything changed.

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