I walk through the front door of Jordan's house, feeling super awkward. I clutch my bag in my sweaty hands and start waking down the hall before it opens up onto the living room. I stand nervously in front of one of the couches. "Well sit down" Jordan says in a friendly voice. I sit and immediately sink into the soft cushions. It's nice after spending a few nights on the street to be sitting on something soft and comfortable. Now I sort of understand what homeless people must feel like after such a long time...
"Now why don't you tell me what happened" he says curiously.
"How about no." I reply, sounding sassy.
"Um, how about yes!" He argues back.
"You're not my councillor!"
"So you see a councillor huh? Why?"
"Correction, I DID see a councillor, I don't any more. And 'why' is none of your fucking business." I snap at him.
"Wow okay, okay. Rule 1, you stay here you don't swear. Rule 2, you can only stay here if I actually know who you are, which requires you telling me everything that's happened. You know, so we know each other better." He explains.
"NO DEAL." I quickly shout. "As for 'rule 1', I'll fucking swear as fucking much as I fucking want. And 'rule 2' is irrelevant because I'm not even staying here."
His face drops and the smirk he previously wore disappears. "What do you mean you're not staying? You going back home?"
I clear my throat nervously. "Yep." I lie.
"You're lying." He snaps at me, smirking again. "You're not going back home you're going to go back out on the streets! Well I'm not going to let you! Anything could happen while you're out there!"
"Why do you care?" I ask, genuinely curious. "We only just met!"
"I don't care. I'm worried about you. Now tell me what happened."
I give in and decide to just tell him everything. Here goes...
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You Can't Run Forever (BoyXBoy) - Behind Closed Doors Series
Fiksi Remaja***BOYXBOY - Don't say I didn't warn you ;)*** Oliver seems like the typical emo kid at Hughsburg High School; he has black hair, black clothes, never talks to anyone. His parents are work-o-holics who don't have the time of day for him and his sist...
