He nearly choked. He slammed the fork on the table. "Are you eating or not? If not, get out of here now," he said.
I stuck out my tongue. I reluctantly started eating.
I muttered quietly, "Why so fierce? If you keep being mean, I won't bring you breakfast anymore."
"Sure, you can take the breakfast away right now. I'll go home and tell your mom what you've been up to these two years in college," he said.
"Damn. He knows how to hold something over my head."
When I first started college, I was happy when my mom handed me the key card.
"Sweetie, this place is close to your school. You can drive to campus in five minutes. There's food, fun, and everything nearby. Feel safe living here," she said.
After living there for a few days, I found out that Xavier lived across the hall.
My mom explained it like this, "Oh, isn't this a coincidence! It's great to be near Xavier. It's not safe for you to live alone, so it's good for you two to look out for each other," she said.
Now, it seems Xavier isn't my guardian. He's my retribution.
We lived across from each other. He knew what time I came home every day. If I ever wanted to lie to my mom, I had to figure out a way to bribe him first.
Huh!