The Link To Light, (Published).

part 13

The following week.

In Hunter and Bradley's dorm room. 

Hunter watched as his brother was getting dressed to go out. Bradley took so much time to dress and Hunter couldn't wait to have him out of the way. Bradley wore a white body-hug T-shirt, a black leather jacket, black pants and a white cap.

"Bradley should come out of that closet already!" Hunter muttered under his breath. 

Becoming too impatient, Hunter wanted to lay his hands on something that could distract him. If he didn't, he was afraid he might just say out what he might regret later. He looked around for a distraction, but only his phone came to his rescue. He let out a mirthless laugh as he sat on a couch opposite Bradley's closet. He couldn't concentrate on what he was doing on his phone. His eyes were mostly on Bradley's closet door. 

Bradley stepped out of his closet after a while, and went straight to his reading table. He grabbed his phone, credit card and car keys before turning to look at his twin brother.

"I'm going out to eat," Bradley said. 

"And you forgot to add that you'd be staying there for a long time." Hunter shot his brother a sardonic smile. 

Bradley scooped up one of his course materials from his reading table and stoned it at his brother. "You're such a douchebag." 

His brother was telling the truth but he didn't want to admit it. He knew he had been spending so much time at his favorite restaurant. 

Hunter dodged the book, chuckling. "You know, sometimes I can't help but feel you are crushing on one of the waiters." 

Bradley's face flushed with embarrassment. 

"You have been going there since our freshman year. Even when Ryan and I invite you for a change, you wouldn't budge. 

"That was because I wasn't interested, twin bro." 

Bradley's expression was enigmatic but Hunter was trying really hard to search his brother. 

"Maybe I'll come with you some other time. I would like to meet her too, you know." Hunter smirked. 

"Hmm!" Bradley shrugged. "I'm outta here." 

Hunter watched as his brother walked to the door, yanked it open, and slammed it behind him. He exhaled deeply as he scooped up his phone from the couch he sat on. 

His addiction was eating him deeply and he was grateful that Bradley was out of the way now. Each time he wanted to go out when his brother was around, Bradley would always want to know where he was going. It was always difficult for him anytime he lied about his whereabouts. 

Hunter shook his head smiling sadly as he remembered their mother. Wasn't that what she told them to always do? Look out for each other. As far as he knew, Bradley was the only one perfectly keeping to that instruction. 

He unlocked his phone and went straight to his contact list, scrolling until he found the number he was looking for, then punched the call button. The person picked after the third ring. 

"Why, Hunter my boy. It's good to see your call. Hope I'm expecting you today?" the caller from the other end of the phone said in excitement. 

Since their freshman year, Hunter had been one of his best patrons. Students who were into such addictions weren't hard to find in colleges. Mr. Master, as he asked his patrons to call him, knew how to keep his tracks clean, and that was why the college had been unable to discover him since the past decade.

"Yes, I'm about to leave my dorm room." 

"Oh! That's good then, I'll be expecting you." 

"See you in twenty minutes' time," Hunter said and disconnected the call.