Deeper waters

Deja You!

Nate's POV

April stood on the phone while I waited on her to report the news. With a click the phone call ended, and April turned towards me.

"So are you going to tell me what aunt Stephanie wanted or what?" I asked. She rolled her eyes. I noticed she was wearing more color than she usually does, she seemed brighter and more happier. I guess Hector was changing her someway, ever since they're date two weeks ago they had been going out. I still don't like him, and soon as he makes the wrong move I'll beat him to a pulp.

"Well auntie is working late tonight and she said stay in."

I laughed and headed towards the door. "NATE!" April screamed from behind me.

"What! April!" I groaned turning around.

"When she said stay in, she meant you too." April said folding her arms across her chest.

"Just-"

"No! I'm not covering for you anymore!" April screamed.

"Why not! You've always covered for me!"

"Hector was right! I need to stop letting you use me!" She screamed.

Ugh! I knew that illegal immigrant had something to do with it! Putting ideas in her head! He's trying to turn her against me! I knew from the way he looks at me in our therapy sessions.

"And you're listening! You're an idiot!" I hissed.

She stepped forward, "And you're going to be in trouble because I'm snitching!"

"Alright you nark! I'm going to my room." I headed up the stairs, I could feel her eyes boring into my back. How could she let this ese come between us? The dumbass, "Bitch." I said before closing my door.

I texted Dylan and told him I have to wait till my sister falls asleep. I waited until I heard her snoring from the thin walls that separates our bedroom. That emo bitch couldn't hold me back if she tried. I snuck out the door and walked to Dylan's.

I walked a good mile before I came to his apartment building. I knocked on the numbered door and it instantly flew open. "Nate!" Dylan laughed.

"Dylan!" We did our handshake before he let me in. Weed weighed down the air and hit me right in the face. I sat on the couch while he sat on the floor.

"Well let's do this Nate ol boy." Dylan laughed and handed me the bong before lighting it up. Within ten fast minutes Dylan was high, my weed tolerance is way higher than his.

"Tell me a story Natey." Dylan sighed.

I thought back to the most recent shit that happened to me so I decided to talk about April. "Man April's being such a bitch!"

Dylan laughed, "Bitch like how? Bitch like she has an attitude or bitch like gives head to anyone?"

"Like she says I use her! Me! All because Hector, the little Mexican she's dating says I am!" I exclaimed, I took another drag from the bong to calm down, I looked up at Dylan and he looked deep in thought.

"What is it Dylan?" I asked.

"Oh, I was just thinking about head." He said. I laughed because he reminded me off the McDonald's event.

"I want to laugh." Dylan said.

I took this as the perfect opportunity to tell him about the fast food slut, "OK, my first week of therapy was a mess. That morning my aunt had taken us to McDonald's and dude the cashier was the biggest slut ever!" I laughed.

Dylan smiled, "What did she do?"

I ran a hand through my hair with a smirk tugging at the edge of my lips, "She was a total babe and was totally into me. She gave me these flirty eyes and she unbuttoned the top of her uniform showing me her clevage. Her breasts were right on point from what I saw."