Lance POV :
After getting mad over Fiona, I went back home after an hour. By that time Dylan was up and was having breakfast. I went to my room and took a cold shower to calm my nerves. By that time Dylan finished his breakfast and got ready to go out.
"Bro, what's up??"
"Hm...fucked up… care to join me for a drink…?? Let's go out…"
He agreed and we went to the nearest bar. My phone went buzzing again… it was Fiona calling me continuously. Where was she when I called her… I ignored her calls…
Then I heard him say,
"Why can't you attend her call?? What if there is some emergency??"
I was so pissed at her that I muttered whatever came to my mouth.
"What an emergency, I don't care… why should I care about her… she was a good f**k that's it…" even though the last part hurt me somewh
