Chapter 43. It’s Whatever

Erica’s POV

After Chris stormed out of his bedroom, I didn’t feel like doing anything. As I watched him slam the door behind him, it felt like a little piece of my heart was broken off. Ace and Bryce tried to assure me that Chris would feel better once he went for a run. Apparently that’s what he does when he loses his temper.

Seeing that I am stuck in a depressive state over Chris, Ace and Bryce refuse to leave my side for the rest of the day. The three of us sit awkwardly in the corner of Chris’s room. I keep looking at the door waiting for Chris to come back in. Surely he would come back to his own room after his run. All of his clothes are still in here.

“Can I see what you got today?” Ace asks as he tries to grab my attention.

“Huh?” I mumble.

Ace grabs the sides of my head and his blue eyes pierce into my own. “Look,” I can feel the frustration growing in his voice. “I understand that you are upset about fighting with Chris. But you have tw