Simple Kindness

I hate when people are right. I hate it when they make sense. But Chelsea always made sense, she always had a broader outlook in a situation than me.

It’s the teacher in her, maybe.

But she is right, people in this pack really like Anya. And if I cheat on her, they might not confront me personally about it, but they’ll definitely judge me. And that could get me in trouble with the council, which I do not want.

Fucking shit, since when people got so moral? Most of the girls I've fucked have had either boyfriends or husbands and I don't mind.

I guess I’m fucked… or not fucked.

“Where were you?” Klein asks as soon as I sit my ass back down, “That was like ten minutes.”

“Klein, stop,” his uncle scolds him, “I’m sure he had a good reason to disappear around the same time that lady over there disappeared too.”

What the fuck?

“Are you my mother, Colin?” I ask, leaning on the table to be closer to him, “I don’t have to explain shit to either of you, do I?”

“No, Sir. I apologize,” he sa