If I had known the day was going to be a scorcher, I probably wouldn't put on clothing this thick. I sat on the bench on the basketball court, staring blankly.
I couldn't help but think of everything that had happened. I looked around and everyone was busy with their stuff. Sometimes I regret not having friends, I would have been talking to someone now, telling them how shitty I feel for falling for my brother and making out with him.
I heave and shove out my phone from my pockets. I stared at the screen for a while, nothing interested me.
"Hey."
I turned sideways to see Devin standing by my side. He's on his usual black hoodie and black trouser. He seems to love black more than anyone I have ever met.
It takes a second to realize his bruises are healing too, he doesn't look that bad
