Chapter 45

He was at his mum's beautiful apartment. Dad had told him to stop talking to her, but why would he when dad couldn't make up his mind. Had wanted them to get along, then not so soon she was a bad influence and he had to stay away. So here he was being a rebel. Also because it seemed like dad was breathing down his neck at every second.

He had stopped, but not like he was going to tell dad. Dad had already thought he stopped. Expected him to stop when everything came to light. Well he stopped a while after, regardless it still stopped. It was over. Way behind him. Now with that as a dark shadow behind the three of them, they could go back to 'normal'.

"How are things with you?" she asked as she dropped the Oreos on the coffee table. Did he ever say he loved his mum's place? Well if he didn't he was saying it now. He loved it so much. He took one and twisted.