Chapter Seventy Seven

Chapter Seventy Seven

Michel’s Point of View

**Weeks later**

Weeks had passed and things were getting easier. Not everything, but certain things. Luke was constantly riding my back, mainly because I knew Peyton was riding his about everything. I wish she would just butt out of things that don't concern her. Me, the gang, everything, it was none of her business. She thinks she's all important and special, but she isn’t. It was just pure luck that Luke took an interest in her that night, he could have just as easily slit her throat and saved all this hassle.

I was out with Joey tonight. It feels like forever since we have just chilled and hung out... Even though we live together, I’ve hardly seen him. We were just grabbing a drink. JUST a drink. He wasn’t killing again, at least, not with me and the other guys, so it certainly wasn’t on the agenda tonight.

Pulling up at the bar he had chosen, I parked the car, grabbed my wallet and phone and got out, locking it. I headed inside. He