Chapter 6: The worrying

Greg's Pov

Ugh! Headache ! I always hate hang overs but what can I do, I love drinking. Drinking is life.

Thirty one missed calls from mom and Lexa. Maybe they have been worrying but I dont wanna talk to either of them at this moment. Specially mom, I am tired of hearing her pleading seeing her solemn face.

knock ! knock !

"Who is it ?", I shouted as I get out of bed and open the main door. I am staying at a little apartment. The house I rent is a bungalow divided into two. I rent the other side and another student in the university occupies the other side.

"Mom?", I am shocked seeing her in front of my door.

"I came because you weren't answering any of my calls. I am worried that you're sick or worse got missing", she explained while entering. I rolled my eyeballs.

"I am fine. Now, you can go", I hissed.

She looked at me teary-eyed. I look away. I don't want to see her crying,it makes me wanna hug her tightly and don't want to do that. I'm still angry at her- at them for leaving me