Him

The next day..

My phone buzzed from the desk next to me, but I let it ring for a while. I had lived in my room today, sleeping, drawing, thinking with my earphones burried deep into my ears.

"Okay okay" I hissed to myself answering the phone. "Yeah?"

"Its me, Brian"

"Oh, hi" I kinda wish he'd leave me alone, I came out to Mississippi to get away from him.

"If you won't come to me, I'll come to you"

"W-what?! You can't come down here?!"

"I can, because I've booked flights for the weekend" He sniggered.

"Well cancel them, now. Because you have nowhere to stay, and I don't want to see you!"

"I've also got a hotel, I'm only staying 5 nights" Brian spoke with anger about this.

"You clearly haven't thought this through" I growled wandering around my room.

"I clearly have. It's Thursday now, and on Saturday I'll be flying over to Mississippi so I can see you, 5 days after that, which Thursday again, I'll take a plane back home" He spoke in a posh English accent to try make me laugh, but I was far from it. I was furious.

"You only want to see me for sex, there is nothing you want apart from that"

"Actually, there was stuff we gotta talk about first" The fact he said 'first' just aggravated me even more.

"And what's mom gonna say huh? She's gonna be fine with you flying half way across America to have your way with her daughter"

"Of course she'll be fine with it, while I'm here with you she can do my bestfriend, it's all working out" It now became a little clearer why he sounded as if he wanted to stab a person in the eye.

"W-what?" I sighed.

"Come to the Hilton, obviously in Jackson, at 7pm on Saturday night. Theres things we gotta talk about, just tell your dad your staying at an old friends house"

"I don't know, I mean, maybe" I felt bad that he'd xomw out all the way from California to see me and I had no intentions of going to see him. But, he wanted to talk about something, my mom possibly.

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