Chapter 18. Andrew

I was still very upset when we arrived back at my place. I went straight to my fridge which held the last couple of bottles of beers before I have them cleared out for my last day.

"Hey, will you talk to me?"

"What's there to talk about?" I asked him feeling irritated by his words already.

I don't know whether I should be upset with the knowledge of him thinking less of me for my life choices, or because I just found out that he was still thinking about his ex and actually questioning his life choice.

"Why are you being such a..."

"Looser? whore? what?! you don't think Peyton can't resist herself, just because I sold my body for money, just like your ex did?"

"Kyle, what are you...why are we even talking about this?"

"Don't give me your bullshit I heard you earlier."

I was suddenly parched and drink half of my bottle, that time I wish I didn't throw out all of my weeds. I took a deep breath and continue drinking my beer.