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Gassy Garcia
I sat down in the bathtub and let the hot water numb my skin. I feel numb and depressed all at once. I hate myself for the way I treated Jahseh. He told me that he forgives me and I'm literally his only friend right now besides Mia and Jac.
I just cant even imagine how he must have felt. I feel like a bully. I never told them to stop. And when Omar calls him an orphan I never say shit. I should treat him better considering I know how it feels to get bullied.
I am a horrible friend.
Once the water started getting cold, I stepped out, wrapping a towel around my waist. I used the hotel's blow dryer to dry my hair before walking into the room, scavenging in my duffel for some basketball shorts. I pulled them on and then dropped my towel into a laundry bin before laying in the second bed.
"Babe?" Omar called from the other bed.
"Hmm?"
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"Nothing," I lied and turned around facing the wall," Goodnight."
I closed my eyes and started to drift off to sleep until I heard the sound of the hotel door opening and closing.
I turned around to find Omar gone. I rolled my eyes and went to sleep. I dont have time for his shit today.
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Omar Pinera Bread
I walked out of the hotel room and went downstairs. I don't know whats wrong with Gazzy but I'm not in the mood for that shit tonight. I'm in Miami, I want to have fun. I went to the hotel and ordered Jack Daniels with my fake I.D.
It's time to enjoy my life for once.
Two hours later: 2am
"So, do you have a room here?" Bianca asked me.
"Y-yeah," I downed another shot.
She leaned to my ear and whispered, "I can give you the ride of your life."
