I barely slept last night.
I kept thinking about Billie and her brainless boyfriend. The stupid relationship is getting more serious with each passing day.
She picked him as his date for the Grammys Music Award show. Since her career blew up, she has never asked me even once to be her date for any award show. Maybe the jerk is right. My sister is embarrassed of me.
I crawl out of the bed and throw a glance at the mirror. I look like a zombie. I drag myself to the kitchen for a cup of coffee, still in my pajamas.
I grit my teeth when I find Jack kissing Billie on the counter. Relief washes through me when he says he's leaving for work. Yeah, the restaurant that he got for free like the pathetic parasite he is.
"Good day, buddy." He pats my shoulder on his way to the door.
I don't resp
