Chapter 19

I don't really know how I could've been such a retard.

I should've already known he "doesn't do love" and I should've been prepared but I wasn't.

I stare out of the car window just thinking about how my life has changed during the past week. It's Friday and I think I should hit a club after tonight.

Psych!

Lonely life means Netflix, Wattpad, amazon kindle, tubs of ice cream, Potato chips.

Yes!

I can't wait for the night to be over

"You okay?" Dante asks.

"Yes sir," I answer formally and from the side of my eye, I watch as his jaw tightens.

We finally arrive and the 'Stephenson residence" Dantes stepfather and I immediately feel dread.

Dante gets out and looks like he's about to open my door but I intentionally get out before him. He frowns at me but I don't look at him as we walk through the house together.

"My son!" Oh lord, she's alive.

"Mother," Dante replies as usual.

"And you brought the...hobo?"