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“Of course he did,” Jayce snapped “Now go”

He started to shut the door, but I called out, “I can’t repay you the money”

“You don’t need to,” hethe door

My hand slapped out on it to stop the momentum “What?”

“Jerico handled it,” he said angrily Why he was angry, I have no idea He got his money

But that was so I really didn’t care about I honestly was not put out at all by the fact I was losing the extra fifteen I owed to Jayce had I just stayed on a few more days and coo fuck himself on that money He was an asshole, and I wasn’t afraid of him

So else interested me “Why does Jerico hate you? You sent ainst you, and I want to knohat it was”

Jayce’s eyes glittered withonto the door for support “Go ask hiirl, right? I’ve got busted ribs and I’irl”

“I’irl,” I muttered

I never was

Jayce didn’t care though He slammed the door in my face, and I heard the lock snick

And that, I’m sure, was the last time I’d ever see my brother

Sunday night, I fretted I couldn’t sleep A dozen times, I almost called Jerico to ask hi I needed so so badly, yet I never dialed because I wasn’t sure I could handle it

Instead, I woke up Mondayand my inability to sleep, and decided I had to have the answers

Unfortunately, Jerico wasn’t at The Wicked Horse The few staff members I ran into were aloof when I walked in, but it didn’t stopif Jerico was in No one knew, so I went to his office and knocked

No answer

No answer from his apartment either

That’s when I decided to try The Jaured Jerico would be on a Monday

“He’s not here,” the receptionist says sly, and I blink my eyes to clear the haze of this weekend’s memories