CHAPTER SIXTEEN

All week, I tossed and turned for nights, trying to figure out if the text had been a mistake or some sort of joke.

It pissed me off to think that he thought he had some say over my life.

What the hell did he mean by that?

I could do better than him?

There was a bang on the door and I looked to the window. It was dark out and 1am.

“Who is it?” I heard a retching sound outside the door that caused me to worry.

I quickly opened the door to reveal a completely wasted Matt.

“Hey.” He goofily smiled. He hadn’t gotten back to me since he’d disappeared three days ago in Jared’s office. Not a single word from him and he showed up drunk as fuck in front of my room.

“Jared? What’s going on?”

“Aren’t” hiccup “you” hiccup “going” hiccup “to let me in?”

At that point, I was worried about him so, I helped him get in. Thankfully, Ashley had gone home for the weekend.

“Here.” I offered him some water, at least to help his hiccups and drunken state.

He gulped it down fast, maybe a little to fast becau