Chapter 36 - Tatum Reid

Tatum POV

“Where the fuck have you been? Why isn’t anyone telling me where you are, a bunch of useless dicks,” Thatcher says as soon as he answers the phone without even saying hello, and I close my eyes shut. I can’t believe I ever liked him, he is so obscure. What did I see on him? I guess I was just young, stupid, and naïve.

“No one is telling you anything because it’s none of their business, or yours by the way,” I say and he takes a deep breath and I know he is pissed. I know he is about to lose his shit. I should’ve kept my mouth shut, but I am tired of being the good girl. I am tired of being the one used and abused. I am tired of everyone doing whatever they want and I am the one suffering the consequences. Enough is enough.

“Look, whatever it is you want it’s gonna have to wait, I will be at the game later,” I say and I can hear him throwing something, maybe a glass against a wall maybe, because I can hear the shattering of glass in the background.

“You’re annoying me, Tatum,