Chapter 18: Brandon

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Tuesday, January 3rd

This shit sucks. I'm moody, agitated, hard enough to hammer nails around 85% of the day, and I'm still no closer to getting my girl back. Those fuckers I call brothers better wait in fucking line, because as soon as she gets back, I'm locking us up in my room, with no chance of resurfacing for days. We probably won't even do much. I just need to have her in my arms. You never know how you're going to react to the loss of something until you no longer have it. Well now I know, and I sure as shit don't want to go through it again. This fucking break needs to come to a fucking close already. I need my girl back.

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