Neighbors

Chapter 18

*Alex Pettyfur plays Spencer*

James POV

"He's been like this for almost an hour!" The bar owner scolded me. 

"Okay. Okay.Calm down." I said putting my hands up. 

"I'll get him out of here" I said. The owner left. I smacked Brandon on the head and cursed him out.

"Stupid idiot. Getting drunk at a bar and now passed out" I mumbled trying to get his ass out the door. 

I unlocked my car. I opened the backseat and threw him in the back. His head hit the door on the other side. He groaned.

"Opps" I said slamming the door shut. I came around to the drivers seat and drove to my house.

Once inside, I put Brandon on the couch. The man was probably more than 200lbs! 

"Good Lord" I said stretching out. I got him to lay down correctly, then gave him a blanket and pillow.

"i'm sorry...." I heard him whisper in his sleep. I looked at his face and leaned my ear closer.

"samantha.." I heard him speak again. 

"tsk tsk tsk. Man's still whipped" I said before heading off to bed. 

*Morning*

I got dressed for work at 7AM.

I was latching my watch on when I spotted Brandon sitting up on the couch.

"Sleep well, did you man?" I asked adjusting my suit jacket. He didn't even spare me a glance.

"No "thank you" or "Good Day"?" I asked slightly offended. 

I decided to leave him on his own for now. I grabbed my phone and keys before heading out.

"I called your manager saying I'm having a long meeting with you this morning and that you won't be at work till about noon."

"That bought you some time. Anyways i'm off! Don't die!" I yelled. I shut the door and stepped into my car. 

I sat there and scrolled through my contacts on my phone. I pressed call.

"Hello S-

Samantha POV

James

I pressed accept. Then i slowly raised my phone to my ear.

Hello Samantha

James. It's nice to hear of you again.

Likewise. Anyways I have something to tell you. That may have some importance to you.

Please. If it's about Brandon, I don't-

Yes. It's about Brandon. BUT hear me out.

I'm listening . I said crossing my arms

Last night I had to pick him up from a bar because he was so drunk, he fell unconscious. Samantha that is the 3rd time this month. 

And this concerns me, why?

This time he was whispering your name. He apologized to you in his sleep.

I stayed silent.

Samantha. He still loves you. Without a doubt. 

I know you haven't seen or spoken to each other in a month but I'm pretty sure you still love him as well.

You can't spare a visit, Skype, text, or phone call?