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Chapter 21

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Brax Pov

"Hey dude, what's the name of that blood girl at school?" Kasey yelled from across the room.

I lowered my phone, trying to figure out what he was talking about. "There are over a hundred blonde girls at school," he said.

he let out a sigh. "The blonde one with really big boobs that you slept with at that dude's party over Christmas".

I rolled my eyes at him. That was not a night that I wanted to be reminded of right now. Girls are the last thing on my mind. "Emma".

"Yeah, that one. Why don't you give her a call?" he said while cracking another beer.

I went back to my phone, scrolling through only photos of Willow on her Facebook. She is all that I can think about; she is the only girl that I want to be with. "Give it a rest, Kasey," I said to him, wanting him to stop trying to make me think about other girls.

"Dillion," Kasey said, getting up off the couch. "Brax here is being a sad sack of shit".

I looked up and saw Dillion walk through the door. "Hey, sorry I'm late," he
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