Brent's POV
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This has officially been one of the worst day ever.
It's now 11 pm and all I've been doing is going on Tumblr or Twitter for the past 4 hours.
And I have to be the dumb one and not bring a charger.
My battery is already at 10 percent!
I hear a thump and l look up from my phone.
I put my phone down and turn on the living room light.
Mrs.Rivers was needed at the office and was going to be back at 2:00 am at least that's what she told me.
Mr. Rivers was sleeping that I know for a fact.
Also Mrs.Rivers said Jc was at that bitch Alexa's house and was supposedly sleeping over.
I sighed why did she have to take my best friend away from me.
I hear another thump and that made me jump.
I got up from the couch again and made my way to the hallway near the front door.
I use my phone light and see Jc and Alexa basically grinding up on each other.
I drop my phone and they turn around.
'why are you here?' Jc asks while pushing Alexa off.
I relax a little and pick up my phone.
'I have to stay here and I don't like being scared shitless by you or the bitch'
I roll my eyes and start walking back to the couch.
Jc grabs my arm and I turn to him.
I put up my phone light and see Jc say something to Alexa and she leaves.
'Thank you Jesus I thought I was going to jail for animal abuse a second ago.'
I shrug my arm off of Jc's grip and turn on the hall light.
I think I should've left the light off Jc looks like he's about to kill me.
I gulp and scratch the back of my neck.
'Well this was a nice conversation but I think I'm just gonna go and yeah.'
I start to walk back but Jc grabs my arm again.
' you know you could've had just say wait I swear if I find bruises on my arm I will smack you.'
He doesn't let go he just pins me to a wall.
He smirks and I just blush.
This can't happen again nope no I won't kiss him I won't.
I like Zach and Jc is a big douche.
If I do kiss him he's just gonna do the same thing as before.
He's messing with my feelings and I don't like it.
I'm angry now I won't be played with.
If he is going to keep doing this then I guess we aren't friends.
'Let me go now.'
I struggle out of his grip with full force.
I end up getting out and I just walk over to the couch.
I get into my blanket and lay on the couch.
Why can't it just be like old times?
Why did all this have to happen?
