“Noah, wait!” I scream as he storms from my living room. The front door slams. I drop to my knees.
My best friend… Noah Wells. Had just caught me “self-caring” to a picture… he didn't know it was of him.
I chased him to the living room, but he left before I could stop him.
I grab my phone and call, no answer
I call again, no answer
I call twice more, no answer
Then again…
“What the hell do yo...