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8.

-dan-

i'll admit one thing: i was being a bit harsh to phil. i mean, yeah, he had come to find me for my family, but why couldn't my family just have done it for me?

after getting off the bus, i tried to go house to house for food. an old lady, ms. callaghan, eventually let me into her house as i told her almost everything that had happened tonight. she made me pork, mashed potatos, and peas, and as i ate, she left to do work in her office.

as i sat in her kitchen, i examined the house. it was filled with many pictures, possibly of her grand-children, children, and husband. i assumed he had died, however, since he was currently no where to be found.

as i finished eating, she came back in and sat across from me after taking my plate.

"so, daniel, i spoke with your family." i almost choked and spit out the water i was drinking.

"i'm sorry. my family?" i put the cup down and pushed my chair away from the table.

"yes. daniel, they are very worried about you. they're coming to pick you up."

"i thought i could trust you. i mean, i told you what happened to me tonight, and this is what you repay me with?" i stood up in anger. my ears were getting hot.

"daniel, please..." she stood up as well. i turned away. i could see out of the corner of my eye her reaching for me, but i continued walking. i grasped the auburn doorknob and slammed the door shut as i walked out of her house.

i sat on the steps in front of her door and put my head down.

my god, i thought. everyone in this world does things for themselves. selfish sons of bitches.

"dan. you ok?" i looked up to hear a familiar voice.

adrian.

a/n: im finally updating 😩😩  but yes this book will be on hold for a while. im kinda lost with ideas, and tbh, this chapter was kinda hard to write. ms. callaghan won't be a reoccuring character, but she was just for the plot of this chapter. :)

btw i might changed to first person pov because its easier to write :)