Hybrid by TJ Hines

Author:TJ Hines [Hines, TJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-17T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

“Damn it, Abby. Let me in!” I screamed through the door. Obviously, she was still pissed at me because we never dead bolted the door. You can only lock and unlock the deadbolt from the inside and with our varying schedules’, it wasn’t feasible.

“Abby! Damn it! Open up,” I screamed again, beating on the door so hard that I was sure my hand was going to be bruised. I knew better than to make so much noise, seeing how we have neighbors who wouldn’t take too kindly to being woken up at three o’clock in the morning. But I was pissed off. And not only was it cold outside, especially since I gave Drew’s jacket back to him, but with the door deadbolted I was going to have to come up with an alternative sleeping plan. I guess I could always sleep in my car, but it was cold. And there is always the issue of embarrassment. People walking by and peering in at the girl asleep in her back seat. Pathetic.

“She locked you out, didn’t she?” Drew asked as he peered down over his balcony at me.

“No, I just enjoy yelling at the top of my lungs and beating on a door in the middle of the night,” I said sarcastically as I shivered again.

“Huh. Who knew she had it in her to be so cruel and petty? Oh, wait I did,” he said laughing to himself because I wasn’t very amused. “So, are you gonna beat on the door all night and keep the neighbors up?”

“Well, it’s either that or sleeping in my car.”

“You know you can always stay here tonight. Will wouldn’t mind if you slept in his room. Seeing how this is partly his fault.”

“How is any of this his fault?” I asked incredulously.

“First, are you going to come up here or do you plan to stand outside and freeze to death?” he asked.

I looked back at my apartment door with a sense of longing for my comfy bed and pajamas. At least there is one upside to sleeping at Will’s tonight, Abby won’t get the satisfaction of seeing me sleep in my car.

“I’m on my way up. I need a drink,” I said as I headed to the stairs, which lead to the third-floor apartments.

Will’s apartment was above mine, actually from what I had deduced his bedroom was directly above mine. I have dreamt about him being with me so many times and he is actually less than fifteen feet above me as I sleep.

“Thank you,” I said taking the drink from Drew’s outstretched hand as I walked through the front door.

Alcohol, usually beer, is the one bad thing I do. I don’t smoke or do drugs. I’m not sexually promiscuous and I rarely ever, if at all, use really vulgar language. And in my defense, I usually only drink at parties or when I really need to unwind. Hence, the reason I am drinking now. I’m technically not 21, but Caleb got me a fake ID for graduation.

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