Page 144 of Isolation
Raven wants someone older. Due to the fact that I was born an hour before her, that is one thing I cannot change. She is my best friend and that’s it.
I should just be grateful that she hasn’t dated since we returned. God knows what I would do if she started dating again.
As for myself, I have been swimming in women and drinking copious amounts of alcohol.
Like tonight.
I have been talking to that chick who is walking up to me right now.
She is older, experienced and in college. I told her I was going to say bye to some of my friends. Then we can bounce and I can bury myself in her.
What did she say her name was? Juli, July or Jules? Something of that sort.
I am racking my brain when Juli/July/Jules walks up. “Should we go back to my dorm?”
“Yup. Let me just shoot my brother a quick text.”
I pull out my phone to text Milo and to let him know that I am leaving.
“Okay. I am going to quickly freshen up and grab my purse. Give me like ten minutes.”
“Sounds good,” I give her the Sinclair megawatt smile.
See? Moving on with life instead of crying over the girl who will never love me back.
Unlike Asher over there.
I glance over to where Asher and Raven are standing. It’s hard to watch Asher grovel at her feet. I am glad I don’t pathetically chase after her anymore. Paris has given me a much-needed slap in the face.
Just as I think that, I see Asher lunging at Raven, and grabbing her into a lip lock.
What the fuckity fuck!
I am about to charge over there and end him. All the pity I felt for Asher is gone. Not when he puts his grimy hands on Raven.
I am across the street from the house. Just as I am about to rush over, ready to tear Asher from limb to limb, I see Milo’s unmistakable figure tackling Asher to the ground.
Milo looks insane, landing punch after punch on Asher. Holy shit. Milo might actually kill the motherfucker.
I start running back, but Raven has already thrown herself at Milo, hugging him from the front and screaming.
Milo grabs Raven by the elbow and drags her inside before I can make it back to them.
My first instinct is to check on Raven but it looks like Milo’s got her. So instead, I go over to Asher. I still want to kill him but I think Milo beat me to it.
Fuck.
My brother might go to jail tonight. Asher looks bad. There is blood everywhere. I thought I was the hot-tempered one. Milo has clearly lost his mind.
I have to take charge right now and clean up his mess. I direct Sam and Jon to help me carry Asher.
Our friends Dennie and Ulysses join in as well, one grabbing the first aid kit from the bathroom and the other one grabbing towels.
Janeen goes inside to find Amy, one of our family friends. She is a nurse and luckily she is still coherent.
Amy immediately puts on her nurse hat and starts to clean up Asher’s wounds. She also puts some butterfly stitches on him.
All of our friends are frantically running around, helping however they can. There is already a crowd formulating.
