Chapter Fifteen

CJ'S POV:

I entered my room, dropping my stuff on the floor, and then I sat on the carpet. I blew out of my cheeks. It wasn't the ending that I expected. Angelo and I barely talked. Well, I admit that it might have been my fault since I invited Seth. In my defense, I wanted them to get over their beef with each other. Unfortunately, that also failed. I think.

The only good thing that came out of it was that Seth and I had closure.

I got up and changed into more comfortable clothing. And then I collapsed on my bed.

My thoughts trailed to Angelo. What happened to him? He turned quiet and refused to make eye contact with me.

I took my phone and sent him a text message, asking him if he was home. He didn't respond.