11. Lonely Star (Abel's POV)

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Laughter surrounds me.

"Dude, you're a fucking idiot." I say as I join in laughter and sip my drink.

"Shut the fuck up." my friend Hyghly says.

I love hanging with my boys. They're fucking crazy, but they cheer me up whenever I've had a long day. I'm always with them. These dudes are like family to me. I look around me and see all of them acting stupid as hell.

To my left Hyghly is smoking a blunt with a blonde girl on his lap. In front of him is Hawk's tall ugly ass drinking a beer with no girl because he can't pull any bitch. Next to him is Lamar with a short Hispanic girl kissing his cheek every 5 minutes and next to Lamar is Cash munching on donuts while drinking a beer as well.

I take a hit of my blunt and admire the 2 beautiful blondes to my right.

"So what's new this week?" I ask all the guys.

"Nothing, as usual." Hawk replies.

"Shut the fuck up." I say "You never do shit."

"You shut the fuck up. Ole pineapple head ass." Hawk says and every one bursts out laughing.

"BUT any girl you think you pull wants me? Okay." I say and take a hit of my blunt as the other boys crack up and fill the room with ooh's.

"Lamar, who's that fine piece of ass with you?" Hyghly asks Lamar as he winks at the curly haired girl.

"This is Rosa." He says as he pulls her in closer and she giggles and bats her eyes.

"Hawk, where's your girl?" I ask.

"Man, cut it out." Hawk says as I laugh.

"Speaking of girls, Abel, What happened to Krissa?" Cash asks.

"Eh." I say. "I haven't talked to her since the whole best friend thing last month." I reply.

"Well, you shouldn't have fucked her." Cash says while Lamar laughs.

"I couldnt help it! You know me; I can't be tied down, man." I reply.

I mean, it's true. I did, maybe still do, have feelings for Krissa, but I can't be with her. That's not who I am. I can't date her; fuck that. That's complicated as hell, I can't be with just one girl.

"She was hot. Short and she had an ass and curves!" Lamar says.

"That's never been my type and you know that." I say then I kiss the tall blonde next to me and the other guys scoff.

"You're a total lie, man. You're easy to read as fuck." Lamar says. "You totally liked that girl."

He's right, but like I said I don't want to settle down.

I roll my eyes and sip my drink.

"C'mon girls, why don't we get out of here?" I get up and help the 2 hot blondes up.

"The fuck? Where you think you going?" Cash asks.

"Out." I say.

I hop in my car and the girls sit in the back seat. I drive out to the pizzeria because Cash was eating all the damn food.

All I hear is the sound of girls behind me. I hear them making out and the sound of their jewelry clanging. I guess this is the kind of guy I am.

We arrive at the pizzeria and I get out. The ladies being them, of course, follow me in. I sit at a booth and I look at the menu.

Damn, all I can think about what the guys were saying. I haven't spoken to Krissa in a month. I'd never tell the guys, but Krissa meant a lot to me. The day everything happened, I wanted to explain myself.. Although, there's really nothing to say. I can't deny that I had sex with Emily, but I apologized. I do suppose it was a douche move, but I couldn't help it. I just hate that Krissa thinks so low of me now. The words she said to me the last time we spoke are constantly running through my head right now.

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