"Are you still mad at me?" I looked up to see Dante and Dominic standing on my doorway.
"Am I not allowed to be mad?" I mumbled, looking away. "I don't remember inviting ya'll here," I said looking at my computer.
They let themselves in anyway. There was silence and I liked it that way, except that they're looking at me. "You came here to look at me,"
"Well, I mean, you are a sight for sore eyes, so..." he trailed off when I didn't indulge in his usual joke. He sighed quietly.
"Jackson, it was quite messy. We didn't know how to tell you," Dominic started. "It's a shitty excuse but it's true. And Killian is still f****d up about this. He can barely sleep without...screaming at night. It was a mistake,"
"Is it still a mistake not telling me sooner?" I eyed them. "I just...I just wa
