Chapter eight:

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Brian's POV:

I kept playing with the food on my plate.


I wasn't hungry.


I wasn't sick either, but it's like I couldn't bother to be hungry at the moment.


"everything is ok, sweetie?" my mom asked.


I nodded without even looking up.


"so how's university is going?" dad asked.


"fine" I simply said.


"have you been to any parties yet?" Brad stock his elbow in my rib.


I glared at him as a response.


"he doesn't need to focus on partying. Neither do you" Bill rolled his eyes.


"I'm in my last year! I can do whatever I want to!" Brad chuckled.


I let out a loud sigh who made everyone at the table to look at me.


"may I just leave? I have to wake up early tomorrow for football practice. It's not like I'm going to eat anything anyway" I mentioned.


"But we haven't caught up at all!" mom whined.


"Well then, next time we'll have more to talk about" I replied.


"you're excused" dad just mumbled.


"may I leave as well? I need a ride back anyway" Bill said.


Dad didn't seem pleased but nodded in agreement.


"I didn't offer you a ride back," I said as Bill followed me outside.


"as if I need to ask you. Bitch out one more time and I'm taking my old car back" he said.


"shut up" I ignored his threats and entered the car.


"you know, you never invited me to your new place," Bill said.


"and I'm not going to invite you now"


"again, I don't need to ask you. Just drive to your place and shut up" he said.


"you're not sleeping over" I stated.


"why would I want to do that?" Bill chuckled.


I shook my head and drove off back to my apartment.

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"wow, this place is tiny!" Bill called out as soon as he stepped inside the apartment.

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