CHAPTER THIRTY ONE

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JASON'S POV

"Dude, it's fine. She doesn't need to be in your life anyway. Bros before hoes, am I right?" Ryan smirked, while he gripped the steering wheel.

"I don't know what I feel. I mean, I think I like her. But she's doesn't need a guy like me. She deserves a real boyfriend." I felt uncomfortable talking about this, but not around Ryan.

Besides max, he's one of my closest friends.

"What about Jessica? Still got a thing for her too?"

"What? No. No feelings. Just sexual tension." I chuckled and leaned my head back.

"Holy shit!" Ryan's eyes darted to the dead body of Max in the backseat.

I turned around, to see his eyelids twitching and his chest rising up and down. He's still alive.

"No fucking way." I whispered under my breath.

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