Jason Davenport
It'd been five days since I was discharged from the hospital. My head still hurt, but I'd never felt better.
Dad had convinced me to come back home and I'd agreed, on the condition that I'd keep working until I could afford to pay for college. And it'd been going great.
My friendship with Adrian was still a bit shaky but we were working things out. We'd resumed our weekly hangout at my house to play either basketball or video games and it felt nice. Sometimes Amelia popped in to check on me but she never stayed for too long.
"Hey?" I shook Adrian as we both sat on my bed.
He quickly tried to put his phone away and I eyed him suspiciously. "Who are you texting?" I asked.
He blushed. "Um, no one?"
I patted his back. "Tell me everything, my friend."
An hour later, Adrian had narrated the love story that had sprung between himself and Dani Daniels and I stared at him in shock.
"Dani?!" I stage whispered, putting a hand to my mouth. "Holy shit."