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𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓-chapter 15

Three years later,
Hazel:
"Another one? If she'll vomit you'll clean it up," I grin and pour another shot for Megan, such a bitch.

Megan has been my friend for a year, I met her in the college.

Avery helped me to get accepted, I always loved Avery.

More than that? I called her mum.

She's always been there and I treated her like an idiot, but she accepts it. And that's why I adore this woman.

Mum.

"Fuck she's gonna vomit," Kai says and brings Megan the bowl next to her, fucking every night.

"Hate ya babe," I mumble with a laugh, picking up her hair, letting her get everything she needs.

The bar door opens and Dylan stands in the doorway.

"Hey babe," he mumbles and approaches, pressing his lips to mine.

I kiss him hard, jump on him and wrap my legs around him.

"Her stomach has been in the garbage for a long time," I mumble and kiss him again.

"To my place ?" He asks and I nod, giggling when he strokes my ass.

"Kaya closes today,"I throw the key at her.

"Boy, keep an eye on your girlfriend, get her back in bed, and don't put yourself in the same bed," I wink at Kai, smiling at him.

"So cold," I say, clinging to Dylan, warming from his body.

"You already know that in my apartment it's so hot, you won't even need these clothes," he says, grinning.

We arrive at his apartment, barely entering the door as he kisses me.

I take off my coat to the floor, take off my black turtleneck, and takes off my bra too.

He examines my body, mumbling to my ears how beautiful and hot I am.

"We can't ," I Mumble in his ear as he kisses my entire face.

He doesn't listen to me and licks my ears, but I stop him.

"I'm at this time that you can't really get in there," I giggle at him.

"Shit ," he says, burying his head in my neck socket.
He moves my hair aside, kissing me again and demanding me to get under the blanket.

"Are you going to class tomorrow?" He asks.

"Professor Victory can get in my ass, I'm staying here tomorrow," I mumble as he comes in with me under the blanket , stroking my back.

"Correct answer." He says and kisses my lips.

Three years later,
Dustin:
"Mmm fuck," I sigh as she comes.

"Get up," I demand and she obeys.

"You got better, Amanda," I smile and flirt with her, she giggles.

I put on my boxers and my pants, go out to Theo, fuck if he has not left me a cigarette.

"Bro," I hug him, patting him on the back.

He hands me the cigarette, I inhale, a little suffocating.

"Fucking good," I say, handing her back to him.
The ringing of my phone interrupts and I take it out of my pocket, oh shit.

'Mom' is written on the screen.

"Hey," I say to the phone.

"Honey, we missed you," she says, I hear the concern in her voice.

"We want you to come for Thanksgiving, Eric is going to cook this time, I don't want to hear negative answer ,"she says, but it won't happen.

"You can forget about it," I bark.

"Think about it, Dust, I miss you so much ," she says.

"I'll talk to you," I say emotionlessly and hang up.

"You never get out of here," he says and I scratch my
back.

"I have no reason," I say honestly.

My parents are divorced.

My dad left home and my mom lived with her boyfriend.

I don't want to go back and see the face of this son of a bitch.

"Dude, your mom calls every holiday," he says and I start to get upset.

"Theo, just shut the fuck up," I murmur.

"Fuck," I mumble, rubbing my eyes, lying on the bed.

She calls every day, and every time it's the same question.

On the fourth day I changed my mind , I told her I would come, even though I'm not fucking supposed to be there.