~~~~CHAPTER 25~~~~
Another Incident~~~~
~~~~Brian's Point of View~~~~
"I wantcha to talk to me Brian; you alright?"
I sighed. "I dunno Matt; just real stressed out I guess. I'm real sorry about yesterday man; I didn't mean to just lose my shit at you guys. It was completely uncalled for and I'm really sorry."
"It's fine Brian; I get that 'cha all stressed out and whatnot," Matt said from the other end of the line. "It's completely understandable and I know you didn't mean it. We all lose it sometimes; it's just what happens, so don't feel too bad, ok man?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Alright, well how 'bout you head on over and chill with us for a bit?" Matt asked. "We didn't really talk much more after you left yesterday, but I think we all need a day off from this shit and to just chill like we normally do. Whatcha say? You up for it?"
"Yeah, alright," I sighed, not really feeling like going out right now but knowing Matt wanted me there to make sure I was all good. "Guess I can head on over to your place. Not like I've got anything to do today anyway; rather be there than have dad harass me about getting outta the house all day."
"Awesome; guess I'll catcha in a few minutes then."
"If you're lucky I'll walk at a decent pace and be there in a few," I said, hearing Matt laugh and making me smile. "Just give me a bit and I'll head out."
"Alright Brian, I'll see you in a few minutes."
He hung up and I put my phone in my pocket, getting up from where I was sitting in the living room and heading out to the front door, making sure I had everything I needed. Reaching the front door, I opened it before hearing dad shout for me somewhere in the house.
"Brian?"
I groaned, leaving the door open as I called back through the house.
"What?" I called back with a sigh, just wanting to head over to Matt's place.
"Are you heading out?" dad called back as I placed my left hand on the doorframe, my right on my hip.
"I'm going over to Matt's; why?" I asked, hearing dad moving around in the kitchen now. "Y'know I'm not going anywhere extravagant, right dad?"
"Just make sure you're home by the normal time; we've got people over tonight," dad said back, making me roll my eyes.
"Yeah, alright," I said. "I won't be out too long."
"I'll see you when you get home."
I just shook my head and was about to get going, but the door suddenly swung shut forcefully, straight onto my hand and making me quickly move it back as the pain went through it.
"Jesus fucking Christ," I snapped, holding my hand against myself and trying to stop the pain.
"Brian? Everything ok?" dad asked, appearing and looking over at me as the pain continued on through my hand. "What happened?"
I kept my hand against myself as I looked at dad; I was in a serious amount of pain right now and I was really wishing it would just stop.
"Just crushed my hand in the fucking door," I managed to say through the pain. "Jesus fucking Christ."
Dad came over to where I was still standing near the door; the door was completely shut right now, which didn't really help to increase my mood.
"Alright, let me have a look; see how much damage you've done to yourself."
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