CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
His lips were slightly parted by the time I finished my tale.
“What?” I questioned. Was he really surprised Malcom fought with Bernard?
“That fight in the club was about you? This is why when I tell you to stay put, you stay put. Don’t be so naïve Sophie. This is a f*****g university and that was a fuckin club. Do you have any idea just how dangerous that was?” He remarked. It had been ten minutes since we arrived at my apartment but we were still in his car. I could not really go in yet and maybe it was the dread of facing a rather inquisitive roommate.
“I’m not a little kid Darius. I can take of myself for pitts sake, “I rolled my eyes even I knew I had been too wasted back then to actually conform to what was happening around me in the club.
“Of co
