f**k it!
"Where have you been?" She asked.
I scratched my neck. I bite my lips almost drawing out blood. All she could do at that moment was to scan my mode of dressing. She didn't bother saying anything.
"Huh, I went out with my friends after dinner."
"Really?" She asked.
"Yes, mom. I did. Are you-" I stuttered.
"Are you mad at me?"
"No, I am not mad. I am just surprised you went out. You never go out except with your boyfriend whom I know, Desmond, and your best friend, Halley. So who are the friends?"
I bite my lips. I have implicated myself. I didn't have many friends either.
I sighed. "I am sorry Mom. I went to Desmond's. We went on a date."
"You should have said that first. Fine! I am not angry at you anymore. I don't want you to go out at night. It's very dangerou
