Chapter 98

"My mum?" I asked even if I heard him quite clearly. I didn't like to talk about her, but I guess he didn't like to talk about his mum also but we just talked about her.

"Yeah."

I chuckled nervously, "Well, the kinda from the other apartments back home thinks she's cool but she's really not..." I muttered and looked to see if he was feeling sleepy, maybe I could stop talking, but his eyes were still wide open without a sign of sleepiness.

"I mean, she's somewhere in between. She wants me home on time and all, but that's just because she needs help with her delivery job. But after I help her, I get to choose what we have for dinner... but now I think of it, that's probably because she never ears with me."

"While I eat in my room, she gets high as fuck, that's usually her dinner. I didn't mind it in my early years of growing up 'cause that's all I ever saw her do when she wasn't working or taking care of me; she would get high at the slightest free time she had