Chapter 19

-Terry-

Philip pushed me out of his house.

"Yo! What did I do wrong?" I said to him confused. 

"I am tired of this kind of life, you will bring a girl into my house and you don't want to share," he says to me spitting right in front of me.

I now understood what he is talking about, We normally used to fuck the same chick at once, I guess he is missing that.

If I was to bring a girl home, I would have to share her with him and those girls are usually bitches in need of cocks.

"I like this one," I said to him simply.

"When did you start liking a girl personally, don't you know that I also like girls too... And I share them with you_you're a greedy ass freak," he says.

"Don't call me a freak, I don't just like her_I love her?" I said to him, eyeball to eyeball.

"Then go and be with her!"

I can get that he has probably taken shots into himself and has filled his veins with cocaine he had used his graduation fee to buy... I can't take his insults anymore.

"You are a fucking freak who lost his dad because you could not just stay off the track," he says to me and my blood pressured into my head_making me horribly offset and I hate myself when I am like this. 

I rushed to him landing a punch to his face and he falls down straight to the floor.

I can't still hold myself, The rage!

I raised his head up and nodded him to the floor with blood gushing out from his nostrils but I still did not feel okay.

This bastard had the guts to talk about the death of my father. 

I turned and punched his face really hard, I wanted it to be as annoying and as painful as all the words he had ever told me.

I punched the right part of his face and 

he faces to the left, I punched his face that was facing the left and he faced the right with blood streaming all over his face to his neck.

"Stop it! you are going to kill him, calm down," a voice said to me, resembling that of my dad.

"He talked about you," I said out loud as I punched him even more.

He used his hands to protect his face and he begins to cry with his lips torn with the injuries gotten from my punches.

I looked at his already destroyed face and a recall set into my mind.

He was my best friend.

We were both best friends, but now he has ruined everything with his filthy words.

"Don't you ever talk about my dad!" I said to him as I landed him a weak punch with tears already in my eyes.

"Phillip I'm sorry... I did not mean to hurt you_my temper overtook me, I am so sorry Phillip_forgive me," I said to my best friend who was already half dead due to the beaten I had given to him.

"I raise him up to myself and I hug his bloody face_forgive me Philip," I said to him and his hands traced itself over my back.

"I forgive you but Just go and never return, this is the end of our friendship," he says to me tapping my back to let him go and I did.

I have never seen such great strength before, his words for the first time seemed like it had some sort of sense.

"I am going to pack my things and I will leave," I said as we were both hugging ourselves.

I went into my room hoping that my watering eyes might drop a tear, but not even a drop of tears fell or slipped down my face... I parked all my clothes as I changed my bloody wears into new ones.

I put on one of the shirts Stella had bought for me. 

I am such a prick, I should have not fought with that stupid goat.

I even made him cry, how embarrassing? Why did he even cry? That was weird and girlish, maybe he deserves it... like who does that?

Talking about things that do not concern him, whatever... I am leaving this house already so there's no need to think about all these past events.

I parked all my personal belongs into two boxes... One for my wears and the other box for my shoes.

"Are you not going to carry everything?" he says to me as he cleans his face and I can see that he is afraid that I might take everything because everything in his house... even to as low as the bed he sleeps on was bought with my fucking hard earned money.

"I don't need them, they are all yours now," I say to him as I left his house.

"Yo! wait up," he says to me and I paused and I turn to look at him.

"I am sorry for talking bad stuff about your dad," he says to me and I can't believe my ears, did he just apologize.

"It's okay," I said to him with a genuine smile as he walks closer to me and he stretches his hands for me for a shake.

I want him to feel everything as an okay issue, so I shook his hands the bro way and we both smile as we do our last type of handshake, I put my two boxes into my car and I drove off.

I knew where I was going to and I knew how tiring this trip will be.

I drove into a hotel that was close by, and I logged in for a month, then I called Stella.

Me: Stella so have you reached your destination?

Stella: yeah I have and I am with him now.

Me: with who? Why did you say with him, is "him" not your dad.

Stella: I meant I am with my dad now.

Me: okay If you want to see me, just call me and then I cut the call.

I don't know why I feel like she is faking the event of going to see her dad, her dad would not just call his daughter that early in the morning, and if she was going to an office she would not be dressed like that.

Well, she can actually dress as she likes, because her dad owns the company" I said to myself in my room.

I walked downstairs of the hotel, heading for the meal room, a place meals are served, to have my breakfast, then shock filled my body when I saw her.