Seventy Three

RICKY.

“Andy?” I said in a fit of rage. “Him? Seriously Cassey?” I turned to Cassey.

“As soon as I heard you had returned, I quickly came to see you,” Andy said.

“Are you his Luna?” I asked angrily.

“Yes —”

“Why? Why would you —”

“Calm down, Ricky,” Cassey interrupted me.

“Why are you trying to reason with him? Wasn’t he the one that ran away and left us all? He’s meant to be the one trying to reason with us, not the other way around,” Andy barked.

“I know what I did was wrong but I told you, Cassey, not to mark with a man like Andy. But you disobeyed me,” I said. “And you!” I pointed to Andy. “I warned you to stay away from my sister.”

“And if I don’t?” Andy said, staring directly into my eyes.

“If it weren’t for Cassey and that little child, nothing would have held me back from breaking your face —”

“Stop! Stop now, the both of you,” Cassey ordered. “You both are good friends to each other. Why do the both of you fight when it comes to me?”

“Because he isn’t the right person for you