He walks out the door, his footsteps fading down the hallway. He knows he doesn’t have to wait, I’ll follow like the kicked puppy he’s trained me to be. Jeremy’s confusion and care almost break me. I hate this, that I have to give in to my father, that when I get back, Jeremy will have to bear the brunt force of it. This is why I never have roommates. I can’t lay my shit at someone else’s feet. I’m on the verge of hyperventilating as I look at him. He looks as stricken as I feel. “I’ll be back Sunday night.” The words sound far away despite coming from my own mouth. “Sunday?” He steps closer,
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