sequel to 'hating you from the beginning.'
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"I know I know." I rub my face. "Why am I at your house?" I ask.
"I wasn't going to leave you alone. Plus I wanted to show you something kinda big."
"I've already seen your dick plen...
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Later that day.
"Please you have to do this."
"I don't have to do shit, Roman! Don't take me not being hostile towards you as a sign of friendship."
Rebecca left 2 hours ago to tell Jaden the news, meaning she left me alone with her annoying brother.
He fights in about 2 hours and he's begging me to go.
Why?
I have no fucking clue, and I don't want to know.
"Please! Do this for me." He begs.
"Why do you think I'd ever want to do anything for you?" I thought that by escaping to my room I'd be able to escape him, but no, he followed me here. "Then do it for Aria, I don't know if Rebecca's gonna make it back on time to take care of her during the fight. And besides her, I don't trust anyone to take care of her except for you."
Fucking hell.
Get a grip, Kai.
"I'm honored, but no."
He groans.
Jeez, he's like a big baby. "I would've thought after all these years of you giving Aria a birthday gift, that you'd do anything for her." He says under his breath but loud enough for me to hear.
I jump out of my bed when those words leave his mouth. "What?"
"Huh?" He says immediately after.
"Roman Alexander, do you or do you not know about the yearly gift?" I ask in a low steady voice.
He gulps.
"Roman?" I narrow my vision.
"Maybe.."
Shit shit shit.
I grab my phone and walk towards my bedroom door. "Where are you going?" He asks.
"To find a high bridge, and then jump off of it."
"Kai-"
"How the hell did you even know? Did Rebecca spill?" I ask.
He shakes his head and lets out a burly audible chuckle. "A build a bear every year for her birthday? It didn't take a genius to figure out."
Not as slick as I thought...
"Should've opted for a doll or something," I say to myself.
"Wait- You're not, like mad I gave your daughter a gift for her birthday every year?"
"No, I thought it was sweet." I stare into his eyes for a bit.
