The car had been silent for ten minutes. Eli was stiff and tense and refused to look at me. I was growing impatient. "Okay, what the hell is wrong with you?" I said, breaking the silence. "You're acting even more pissy and angry at me than usual."

Eli glanced at me but didn't say anything.

"If anything I should be the one pissed at you," I carried on. "You're the one who fucked my face up and you told Adam about Joey."

"You punched me as well," Eli pointed out and I smirked when I saw the bruise on his cheek.

"That was perfectly justified," I shrugged.

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