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Chapter Eleven
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2024-12-07 16:00:00JEROME
JEROME: Just because you know one thing about me doesn’t give you the right to overstep. It’s none of your business what I do with my lifeJEROME: And stop acting like I’m a suicidal piece of meat you have to fix. You’re fucked, I’m fucked, no big deal.Every time I read my reply to her, it sounded ten times worse.What was I thinking? Oh, I know.I was thinking of how I had two people remind me not to kill myself in the space of hours. Two people who knew what they were saying because they’d seen enough of me to know me.I locked my phone for the umpteenth time and slid it into the pocket of my jeans.Fuck that. Life would be better for all of us if everyone remembered to stay where they were supposed to be.I wasn’t a child. I was an adult, a full-fleshed man. I didn’t need babysitting or people hovering around me, waiting for when I’d make the next mistake.When I needed them to hover, when I needed all of their care and talks of ‘bRelated chapters
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STACYMorning came in a fast rush of pan-smacking, loud voices, and banging wood.I groaned and pressed my pillow into my face. Everyone was being loud.Dad was fixing something in the living room, Mom was cooking, as usual. She also had to leave early for work which would explain why she was up doing it so freaking early. It was the first day of the week.And Dad, why was he still here? Wasn’t it time for him to get up and leave.Everyone who came for Thanksgiving was gone already. I mean look at Jerome, he got on a plane as soon as Friday night was done.He was the more missed Jerome, the Jerome that everyone hoped wouldn’t leave so quickly, and yet he was gone, and this Jerome, this man that Mom was going to force down my throat as my father was refusing to leave.Now he was fixing stuff as though this was a normal Monday morning and we were like every other family. Mum was fixing breakfast as the dotting wife and mother that she was, and Dad was
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STACYMy hair fell across the wooden frame of Lisa’s bed, brushing the red carpet of her room. I was looking at an upside image of her room.Mr. Smurff, a blue stuffed doll of hers was laying on his stomach, red cap sewn at the top of his head.I shut my eyes and listened to the rhythm of my heart.When I opened my eyes, Lisa was sitting down crossed leg in front of me.She almost gave me a scare.“What are you going to do?” She asked.It was messing with me to see her like this. It looked like she was hanging from her ass, the lips on her face being above her eyes.I had to close my eyes again.“Are you talking about him or you are talking about UCLA?”Lisa replied by slapping my shoulder.“Ouch!” I grabbed the spot beside my collarbone and glared at her.“What else will I be talking about?” She asked me.“Him and UCLA. There’s a million things you could be…”I dabbled into silence as her face was not very supportive.Lisa was folding her hands. She shook her head, propped herself on
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JEROMEI ate my lunch in a rush, iced tea and ham sandwiches. I grabbed them at Minions.Nattie was the one that introduced me to the cafe and I was worried that I would run into her.If I did, it would have been a waste of all I had done today.I wasn’t looking forward to running into her. I wasn’t looking forward to running into anyone that would require close interaction and so I had dodged every familar face on campus.If it was up to me, I wouldn’t have left the house until noon, noon because that’s when Lisa’s flight lands at the airport but I had to pick up one of my drafts to go over later in the day.Soon, I would be meeting with the movie producer. Everything had to be perfect before then.The script wasn’t my problem now. I stuck my neck out and moved my eyes around the hall, searching and listening for my kid sister and maybe Stacy.My communication with Stacy has been as it was last weekend.I went off on her, she recoiled and sent an ‘okay’ and no one between the both of
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STACYAs soon as we touched down in California, I called Mom but she didn’t pick, so I proceeded to text her.At that moment, I thought of the fact that I maybe could have taken Jerome’s number for times like this, when I couldn’t reach her. Since he was around, and probably going to be for a long, long while but I mentally kicked myself in the gut and shut that thought down.Fuck having his number. I wasn’t going to play this father-and-daughter game with him because he gave me a few dollar notes—okay, maybe not a few but it didn’t matter. All the money in the world wasn’t going to buy my love for him.It felt good to be away from home and Ohio. It felt like a breath of fresh air, in all the ways possible and I wasn’t about to pollute that peace with thoughts of the man.I loved having my face out in the window, ignoring whatever Jerome and Lisa were saying.I was in California and we were driving down to Los Angeles, where my school was located.I was a student at UCLA. I got my dre
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STACYThe rush started when we were done crafting up what our space would look like.We had made a list two nights before we left, a list of everything we thought we would need. From a mirror to coffee maker, clothe hangers, stickers and even as little as a shelf set up. My books needed to have their space and Lisa needed to be able to dance in the bathroom and watch herself as she did it and now that we were here, we were reviewing everything.“I still want the bean bags,” Lisa said. She placed her hand on the door frame and pushed her body out. “Hi.”“Lisa, come on just close the door. We’re having a family meeting here.”Lisa looked back at me with her mouth parched and open. “A family meeting? I’m just trying to socialize.”“You’re getting distracted,” I said, tapping my pen on my notepad.The window still was about to be my most favorite part of this room. I picked it over the empty black seat, draping my leg to meet the chair so I could twirl it in the directions I wanted it to
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JEROMEThe campus was a community of its own, spawning acres of land and several buildings lifted to serve as both home, facilities and amenities for the students and staff of the school.Walking through the gate was like walking into another life away from what the city behind offered. The change in energy could also be noticed by even a blind man as students trooped in and out on a regular basis, carried by their feet or cars, everyone on their different quest.Since it was both home and school for young people, the energy was mostly high, today was no exception.It was orientation week and all the new students had arrived over the weekend. Young and clueless, they walked around the campus with their documents, attempting to finalize all their paperwork before the week would begin.I on the other hand had paperwork to do but that wasn’t all that brought me into the campus. A student of mine who was making it into his final year had called me earlier this morning to ask when I would
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STACY“There’s nothing special about this place,” I said. “Is there?”“Why do I feel like you’re trying to rope me into saying something.”I tucked my hands in my pocket and rose my shoulders, turning to race him. “I dont know, am I?”Jerome placed his hands on the small of my back and led me around the lawn. I wanted to thank my denim jacket for keeping his fingers at a safe distance from my skin,Safe is good. Its less exciting but its good.“It will take some time for you to actually love it. How’s Lisa?”“You haven’t spoken to her? I thought you guys were always talking, unlike us.”I noticed that Jerome spared me a glance. Maybe if we were at a place where he could stop to talk, he would do that.I wasn’t keeping my emotions out of my voice. I didn’t see or feel the need to filter my tongue or how I feel. I was only with him and I could just be myself, his friend, the Stacy that both hates his guts and wouldn’t mind getting buried on his lips.“Why do you sound like you hate that
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JEROMEMy skin broke with sweat and yet I continued to run. My legs were slowly turning to jelly beneath me, hard cramping jelly that I couldn’t feel and yet I pushed myself even more.There were two options I had this morning, drive my motorcycle as I did on most Saturday mornings or run, which was a very new development.I chose to run.Five minutes ago, I had made it into UCLA grounds and I was sticking around since it was the best place to run without bothering about the people and cars on the road. I was also going to see Stacy and Lisa, that much I knew.Lisa was finally coming back to my place to see what it was like.For their first week in the school, they focused on settling down, buying what they needed and attending orientations all week long. Today they were going to be completely free and Lisa had told me that they would be able to make it to my house in the afternoon.When my legs could no longer take it, when they started to feel like they would tear off my hip, I stop
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STACYI couldn’t believe it was over, not even after I walked out of the exam hall. I was exhausted, I was relieved, I was grateful.There was also a foreboding sense that came along at some point, reminding me that the one thing which has taken my mental energy was now gone, giving me enough time to be miserable about stuff.I paid no attention to that foreboding sense.The exam itself had been tough, but nothing compared to the issues I was facing. I felt like I’d been running on fumes for so long that I wasn’t sure how to just stop and breathe.I stepped out into the sunlight, blinking against the brightness. The courtyard was busy, students chatting and laughing in clusters, already celebrating the end of the semester. For a moment, I thought about just slipping away, heading back to the dorm to be alone with my thoughts. But then I remembered what Lisa had said—she was waiting for me outside.I
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STACYI arrived at the library just as the sky was beginning to shift from deep blue to a muted gray, the first hints of morning seeping through the windows. The building was practically empty when I walked in, only the library staff and a janitor on duty.I greeted them and walked to a secure spot to read.I always loved this time of day—the hours before the chaos of classes and chatter filled the halls. It was the only time I felt like I had any control, like I could set the pace for the day ahead.And today, I needed that control or an illusion of it.I dropped my bag onto the wooden table in the far corner, the one by the window where I’d spent countless mornings studying. My notes felt like a mess, scattered pages with half-written thoughts, highlighted lines that no longer made any sense to me. I stared at them for a moment, feeling a quiet unease growing. I had an exam today—a big one—and I wasn’t ready. Not even close.
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JEROMEKingston leaned back in his chair, his hand brushing against the edge of the coffee table, fingers tapping lightly as though they were trying to grasp onto a thought that kept slipping away. The cafe we’d chosen for our afternoon catch-up was one of those place she liked—quiet, separate, almost tucked away from the rest of the world, with dim lighting and the scent of roasted coffee beans hanging in the air like an old song you couldn’t quite forget.“I swear, Jerome, I didn’t want to be there,” he said, laughing.I caught the glint of frustration in his eyes as he asked, “You ever been to a wedding where you’re standing in the back, watching it all happen, knowing every second that it’s a bad idea? Like really knowing?”I raised an eyebrow. “So, what, you were the tragic figure of protest in the back rows? A silent martyr for unspoken discontent?”He scoffed. “Don’t
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STACYWhen I opened the door to our dorm room, the air inside felt thick and stale, as if all the light and life had been sucked out of it. The first thing I noticed was how dark it was. No lamps were on, and the curtains were still drawn tight against the world outside. The only hint of light came from the dim streetlamp flickering through the edges of the curtain, casting a thin, silvery line across the floor.But then I saw her, sitting there, completely still, on the edge of the bed. I barely made out the shape of her body, her shoulders hunched forward, hands clutched in her lap. I swallowed hard, standing at the door for a moment longer than I should have, knowing she could probably hear me but wasn’t acknowledging my presence.It was like we were strangers again. The silence in the room was suffocating.I reached for the light switch, flicking it on, and the sudden brightness was almost too much. Lisa squinted against the light, her eyes red,
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STACYI stood there for a moment, staring at the door Lisa had slammed shut. The noise still rang in my ears, the sound of finality, of everything collapsing.I could feel the moment closing in on me like a shroud, the air in the room heavy, the past five minutes or so drowning on me, taking away my strength before I even felt it.This was what it had come to, this was what I had let it come to.I hated myself in that moment, wanted to slice my wrist open and fall on my knees. I felt like shit, looked like shit. Nothing could feel worse than this.Behind me, Jerome was still standing there.I was scared to turn around, to meet him.I didn’t know what I was expecting when I eventually moved but to see him sat crumpled on the couch, his face buried in her hands, made me even worse.Until he looked up, bloodshot eyes glaring at me.I had never seen him this angry before.I didn’t know what to say, didn’t know how to make i
My Bestfriend’s Brother Is My Tutor Chapter Eighty-Four
JEROMEI stood in the living room, pacing the hardwood floor, the muffled sound of the shower running in the background. Stacy was in the bathroom, washing away what had happened between us in the last thirty minutes.It wasn’t a magical bath so the past wasn’t going to just disappear and so everything I had said still stood.I was going to tell Lisa. I made a promise for the second time and I wasn’t planning on breaking it, on breaking whatever fragile shred of trust she had managed to still keep for me.I needed a glass of water so I went to the kitchen and chugged up a full glass.I leaned against the kitchen counter, staring at the door.My mind was blank for a few seconds, then came the knock.It was soft at first, hesitant. I paused mid-stride, glancing toward the door. My chest tightened. Another knock, louder this time, more insistent.“Who is it?” I asked, already knowing, already dreading.“
