Chapter 5 "Hello, Grandma?" His face scrunched up. Why was she calling? He wondered."You know what it is today, Right?" His Grandma said, in her low voice."I don't care what day it is Grandma, it doesn't change the fact that he died due to his stupidity." His voice came out harshly."Stop it, Brian, stop yelling, your father loved you." The older woman was close to crying."Stop crying for someone that's not worth it, Grandma. Cause I won't be coming for that thing or whatsoever." He said and hung up.Shit! He had planned on not getting angry today.He slumped down on a chair. "What?" He yelled, picking up his phone that was ringing loudly in his ears.He didn't even look at the screen. "Take it easy there, Wolf. It's me, Matt." Matt said."What is it, Matt?" Brian asked, taking a glass of Bacardi rum In his hands."You've forgotten or you don't wanna come," Matt said, more like a question."About what?" He asked. "Stop it, bro, about Sylvester's Party," Matt replied."Hm."
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