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- Zac

Oh, and I may or may not have poured extra-strength laxatives into every bottle of booze in his trunk. Oo

ps.

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Love: WHAT. THE. FUCK.

Love: You can’t just drop this on me with no follow-up! What happened afterward? Did you confront them?

Zac: I couldn’t bring myself to. They still have no idea that I saw them that day.

Love: So, she’s been cheating on your dad with one of your friends this whole time?

Zac: Yep. Well, him and the neighbor. And the plumber.

Love: THERE’S THREE OF THEM?

Zac: Afraid so.

Love: I’m so sorry. I don’t know what else to say.

Zac: Take a shot every time one of us says sorry in this conversation.

Love: R.I.P to our livers.

Zac: Did it work? My confession, I mean? Did it take your mind off it?

Love: Take my mind off what?

Zac: Ah. I see what you did there.

Love: Jesus, Zac. Talk about a tough act to follow. My next confession is going to suck compared to this.

Zac: Just give me two then. Like I did.

Love: On it.

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I purposefully ruined my sister’s dress on one of the most important nights of her life.

– Love

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Aveena

I’ve barely stepped foot inside my bedroom after a long day at school before my phone chimes with Zac’s response to my last confession.

Zac: Excuse me, ma’am. That was only one confession. I believe you owe me two.

Love: Sorry, I chickened out. Figured the first one made me look bad enough already.

Zac: You think that’s bad? Did you forget the part where my mom hands out free blowies to my buddies?

Love: Yeah, but it’s your mom who looks bad here. Not you.

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