Jake

"How could I ever like you when you still act like a dick to me…?"

"You were the one who kept looking over at me, so I assumed you wanted to start something… or what? Are you just scared of me?" I smiled, hoping to get a reaction out of him, but he seemed to be much more mature than before.

Yes, he was angrier than before, but he was able to hold himself back. Although, he was about to spew a few nonsensical words at me.

"Listen up you-"

"Alright! That's enough! God damn! Cyrus, stop instigating a fight!" Mari shouted, shutting both of us up before our words devolved into a physical brawl.

A long silence befell our group as Mari finished patching up the few injuries on Jake, but even as she did the most gruesome of treatments, like pouring literal alcohol on his open wounds, he didn't flinch in the slightest.

"Amelia said you stopped sending letters to her. She's been worried," I spoke up, breaking the tense silence between us all.