Using The Poor Boy

“Mandy?” Both Nathan and Joshua called out in unison.

Michael stared at Mandy’s face and then at his friend’s dazed expressions, “How do you know her?” he asked them.

Nathan opened his mouth to talk but right then, Mandy skipped back to the house, her eyes filling with sudden tears.

Michael watched her retreating figure until it was out of sight. He then forced his attention back to his friend’s faces.

“What’s going on? How do you both know her?” he asked sharply, putting forward two steps.

Joshua sough, shoving his five fingers into his golden locks.

He probably didn’t know how to explain the whole situation to Michael and that was because he had caught something interesting in his eyes when Mandy was there.

“That was Mandy. My ex-girlfriend,” Nathan responded, almost sounding nonchalant.

Michael's expression darkened immediately, “The same Mandy you told us shit about? The one her friend came to beat you up?” his voice was calm yet unsteady.

Mandy’s hand crept to her mouth while s