Chapter 15. Leaving

“Gosh, Nat! I don’t really know what to say.” Kylie said to me as she cooked an omelet.

I was just depressed at the counter, staring at her. Wearing cotton shorts and a white strappy top that was thin.

“Me too.” I gasped and rubbed my neck.

“So, what’s your plan? With your mom? With Sebe?” She asked and placed the omelet on the plate.

I shook my head frustratedly.

“I do not know.” I take an apple to the counter and bite it.

“That’s a pain in the ass, Nat. If I’m in your situation… I don’t know; I might be crazy!” she said and placed the omelet on the plate.

I also got up to get a glass and so on.

“Has he called?” She asked.

“Not yet…”

“Better ask him, Nat. You know that he’s a retired fuckboy. He has needs.” She laughed a bit. “Don’t be offended. You know men have needs! You know! The hardest part is that you are far from each other.”

Little by little, I processed what she said.

Was Sebe sleeping with another gi