Bab 26: The Sun and the Moon

Benedito Goncalo Cruz Pereira 

I rested my forehead against Bobby's room door as an unknown emotion washed over my body. To say I was disappointed in how I conducted myself tonight was a true understatement. I loathed myself for losing my temper. 

When we were in the bar not once had I kept my eyes off Bobby, especially when the brown haired girl pulled him to what seemed to be a group of her friends. It did not take a genius to see how the brown haired boy; who I figured to be the girl's brother, looked at Bobby once he was in front of him. 

They were incredibly chummy with each other the entire night and it made my skin boil to see Bobby warming up to another man more than he did when he was with me. Whenever he was with me he looked like he was nervous and could not wait to get away from me.