Eleven

1918 Words

Adeline He was furious. He was pulsing with it. One hand clutched the steering wheel, his knuckles white and his other hand on the gearshift clenching hard like he wanted to strangle someone. He overheard the incident with Wesley and I. He must think I’m pathetic that I’m paying for Wesley’s stuff and tolerating his bullshit but Wesley has been with me for a while and has stayed with me through the stress. He may not know what I almost did which I will take to my grave but he’s just as important to me. “I’m okay.” I said, wrapping my arms around my torso, my voice scratchy and unsure. “Really.” That seemed to make him more furious. “Yeah because your boyfriend is the best.” Sarcasm drips from his voice as he drives. “Too bad he’s laced with all these deficiencies.” I flashed him a

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