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A week later Drew found himself sitting in his math lecture with Jade and Sir on either side of him. They were talking over the professor and laughing about God knows what.

He was trying to pay attention, jotting down notes as they appeared on the board. He tried his best to ignore Jade and Sir, he really did, but who could really ignore the two goofballs?

Jade nudged Drew with her shoulder, staring down at his notes. "I'm gonna need those when you're done."

Sir clasped his shoulder and added, "Yea, and Imma need those after her."

Drew laughed at them both before continuing to jot down the notes. Jade turned to listen to the professor for all of two seconds before turning back to the guys.

"Damn, my brain hurts." She groaned, "Can spring break come already? I'm tired of taking notes."

Drew snorted and raised a brow at her. "You're not even paying attention though."

Sir laughed and that earned Drew a smack upside the head from Jade who glared at both boys.

"Okay and? Why are you even in this class? I never thought of you as the type to actually pay attention and take notes, Pretty Boy."

Even though people often expected Drew to be a rough kind of guy who never attended class, he was actually quite the opposite. Sure, he wasn't exactly top of the class, but he also worked hard to get good grades. Just because people expected him to be a slacker didn't mean he actually had to live up to that stereotype.

"I need this class because I'm a business major. I wanna take over my old man's company one day." Drew smiled.

"Aww, that's actually pretty admirable. If you ever get rich, remember me." Jade patted Drew on the shoulder.

The teacher wrapped the class up and the trio couldn't get out of there fast enough. The guys decided to walk Jade to her next class since both of them were done for the day.

"Oh yea!" Jade turned to Drew, "Imani filled me in on you guys' past. She's still kind of pissed you didn't tell her sooner just so you know." She said.

Drew sighed and ran a hand across his face. "I've been apologizing to her for the past week! I thought she would've gotten over it by now." He laughed.

"Don't worry about it. She'll get over it soon enough." Jade assured him.

Sir was beyond confused about whatever the hell they were talking about. Drew had already met Imani before? And why was he the only one that didn't know?

He looked at Drew. "What history?"

And so, Jade and Drew spent the next five minutes explaining how Drew had known Imani since elementary and how he found her the day Jade asked for some weed. Sir was laughing by the end of the whole explanation.

"Yea, I could see why she was pissed, man. You really should've told her sooner."

Drew rolled his eyes. "Fuck off. I thought she wouldn't remember me. And if that had happened, it would've been embarrassing as fuck."

"True. But how did you know it was her when you saw her in our dorm?" Jade asked.

Drew felt a blush creep up his neck at the unexpected question. Fuck. It was embarrassing. How the hell do you tell someone that you remembered someone else based on a scent? Based on a feeling? He knew he was turning red.

"Um, I just knew. I remembered how she used to look when we were younger. She used to do her hair in the same braids, except she used to have beads at the end. She also smiled at me the same way when she opened the door." Drew smiled to himself as his eyes glossed over. Just thinking about Imani brought a warm feeling to his chest.

Jade and Sir shared a look as Drew went on and on about Imani's oh so perfect smile and her beautiful big brown eyes. It was kind of adorable seeing Drew like this. He didn't even realize his own feelings for her, and if Imani heard him talking like this, she wouldn't be able to figure it out either. They were both kind of stupid when it came to things like this.

"Dude." Sir said with a smile on his lips.

Drew stopped talking and turned to him. "What?"

Sir raised a brow at Jade and the two started laughing. He just shook his head. "You know what? Nothing."

If he couldn't figure it out, he was helpless.

"Anyway, what are you guys doing for spring break?" Jade asked the two as they got closer to her lecture hall. "I'm going back home to babysit my annoying siblings."

"Imma be lit with my parents. Probably hang out with a couple of my boys from back home too. But, let me know if y'all wanna link. I'm sure I can fit y'all in my schedule somehow." Sir wrapped his arms around Drew and Jade's shoulder.

Drew remembered how ecstatic he had been when he learned that he and his friends all lived in the same state. He could visit them and they could visit him whenever. It was perfect.

Jade scoffed and pushed away from Sir. "As if! I'm trying to get away from you, loser." He laughed as she rolled her eyes at him.

"What about you Drew? What are you doing?"

A smile spread on Drew's lips. He was excited for spring break. He had missed his dad and was excited to see him again even though it had only been two months since the semester started.

He sighed, "Probably hang out with my Pops and—"

Drew was cut off by the blaring sound of his ringtone. He fished his phone from the back pocket of his jeans and smiled. Speaking of the devil, it was his dad. He picked up the phone, putting a bit of space between him and the other two.

"Hey, Dad! I was just talking about you. Are we still on for spring break?" Drew spoke excitedly.

When his dad didn't say anything back, he knew something was wrong.

"Dad?"

"...Hey, buddy. I know we had plans for spring break, but your mother wants to see you." Drew's dad sighed.

No.

"I don't want to see her."

"She's your mother, Andrew—"

"That woman is not my mother." Drew spit out angrily. He hated arguing with his dad but whenever that woman was brought up, all they could do was just that.

It wasn't his dad's fault, he didn't know.

Elizabeth Stone was good for one thing and one thing only; making her son and ex husband's life complete hell. It was the only reason she even kept his dad's last name. After his dad had divorced her, she swore to destroy him. She never once cared for Drew or his well-being, not even when he was younger. Drew remembered a time in his life when he was in and out of court almost every other week because his mother wanted full custody of him, just to make his dad miserable.

Please.

He remembered being scared that he would have to stay with that woman. His mother. He had a bitter taste in his mouth. She didn't even deserve to be called that.

Drew remembered coming back home from her house on the weekends, having to cover the cuts and bruises on his back and stomach from his dad. That woman. The woman who was supposed to protect him and love him was also the same woman who had no problem hurting him. Emotionally and physically.

Please don't make me go back.

"Dad," Drew sighed shakily, "I- I can't stay with her. Please—"

"Andrew, you know I love you. I love you. But technically your mother can still request visits from you. I know this isn't what you wanted. I'm sorry. I promise, if something happens, call me and I'm there." Drew could hear his father's voice breaking on the other side of the line.

He hated that his dad had to keep fighting with this miserable woman. His father was a good man and he deserved better. Drew ran a hand through his hair before taking a deep breath. He couldn't put his father through this again.

"Okay. I'll go."

"Okay. I love you, kiddo."

"I love you too." Drew hung up the phone. He was breathing harshly, tears stinging the corner of his eyes. It was crazy how just the mere mention of his mother could sour his good mood. He held his phone firmly in his hand, trying to resist the urge to throw it against the floor to vent out his anger.

It was like he was seeing red. He could hear his rapid heartbeat in his eardrums. He felt sick to his stomach.

Drew felt a hand on his shoulder and turned around to see his friends looking at him sympathetically.

"Hey, are you okay?" Jade asked warily.

Drew took a deep breath before nodding. "I gotta go. I'll see you guys later." He quickly walked away from them, ignoring their concerned gazes as he turned his back on them.

Drew couldn't have ran faster to his dorm. He was knocking into people and it felt like his lungs were on fire. He felt like he couldn't breathe. He needed to get to his room. Now.

When he was finally outside of his dorm, he felt his phone buzz again with a text from an unknown number.

Yo man. I need 2 grams. Tonight.

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