❤️ It could have been done better than this, but I'm too tired to fix it. I'll get better, I promise 😘. Enjoy ^.^
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This doesn't make any sense! How could he loose so much money! How?! This paper doesn't say much. Does Luke even know about this? He didn't look like that, but maybe he was acting? I have to talk to him!

I quickly grabbed my phone, dialing Luke's number. I got lucky on third try.

"Luke! I need to talk to you," I started, before he had even a chance to greet me as he usually did.

"That's so sweet, but I can't talk right now. I'm driving," Luke said, his voice not enthusiastic.

"Driving? Where are you off to?" I replied, looking down at the paper.

"Find your teacher," he mumbled back at me, so silent that I wasn't even sure if he said what I heard, and I felt my heart skip a beat.

"What?" I asked him confused.

"Nothing important, Skirtboy. So be quick, why are you calling?"

"O-ok. Uhm, have you talked with Delirious? About... uhm... about the work or money or stuff like that?"  I asked nervous, having a feeling he had no idea about anything.

"I haven't talked to him since he kicked me out of his house, which he sold afterwards. I assume you haven't changed his mind since he's still ignoring my phone calls."

I slowly nodded my head, closing my eyes for a few seconds just to fight back the tears.

"We... we broke up."

There was a longer silence, and I tried so hard to push away my emotions. The words Delirious said to me still resonated in my mind.

"I'm so sorry. We'll think about something when I'm back. Hold yourself together, ok? And stay strong. I won't let it end up like this," Luke  said, but before I had any chances to say something, he already cancelled the call.

Bye to you as well.

I wiped away the tears, which escaped, and grabbed Delirious' jacket I still had. His scent immediately shrouded me, giving me invisible strength to continue.

I was glad my mum wasn't at home, so there weren't any additional questions. My destination was Scott's lawyer, Richard Blair. I still had the money Scott gave me at the lawyer's hands, because I hadn't needed them. Until now.

I knock on the door, being welcomed by the kindly smiling receptionist.

"Good afternoon. What can I do for you?" She looked at me, obviously prepared not to let me in without a proper introduction.

"Hey. My name's Evan Fong. I really need to talk with Richard Blaire. It's urgent. Please tell him I came because of his client Scott Girberg."

"Take a seat, mister Fong." She moved aside, pointing at the chairs along the wall, before she walked into the door right next to her desk.

I walked in, too nervous to sit down. The money my school therapist left me was the only hope to help Delirious out. He could have been angry at me, have his doubts about me cheating on him, but I knew the paper and its meaning was much bigger problem than anything.

And I also knew, that even though he might have meant what he said to me, and he might have truly broken up with me, he needed my help. And it might have not meant a chance for us, I was here to help him.

"Mister Blaire will see you now," the receptionist smiled at me, letting the door open for me to walk in.

I walked in, looking around. It was a typical office, with nothing special to point out. Richard Blaire was sitting behind his desk, looking at me.

"I'm glad you're here, mister Fong. So you finally decided to take the money?" He asked, sliding a paper towards me.

I stepped to the desk, looking at the paper. I didn't even remember how much money Scott left for me. My heart skipped a beat when I saw the amount written down.

Holy shit. This is quite good start!

"Just sign this, right?" I asked, receiving a nod.

"Yes. I'm jealous, mister Fong. You really had to mean a lot to mister Girberg. Weird is that he bequeathed only a money to you, but nothing to his wife. But I'm not here to solve such a mister."

"I don't know why he did that," I mumbled back, quickly checking what exactly I was going to sign.

"He was your school therapist, wasn't he?" Richard continued, and I sighed.

"He was."

I quickly signed the paper, looking at Richard. He slowly nodded, licking his lips.

"The money will be send on your account by this midnight. Enjoy your fortune."

That was easy!

I left the building, calling Luke. Having no luck with that even after few more tries, I made my way home. On the way I sent him a message, asking me to call as soon as possible. I had to gather everything I had.

"Hey," I called when I opened the door of our house, receiving greeting back from my mum.

"Good afternoon, hun."

"Mum?" I started, walking towards the kitchen, where she was.

"Yes?"

"Do we have some money left? Money we don't currently need?" I asked determined, getting her full attention.

"You mean from the gang of yours? We do, yes. Why?" She asked, waiting for my answer.

"Jonathan's in big trouble. I want to help him out. But if we don't have-"

"Of course! We don't need it right now, and the money belongs to him anyway. I will send it to your account straight away."

"Thank you," I smiled, quickly walking back to my room.

I was gathering everything I could, counting how much money I had and how much it was left. Something pass by eight, my phone rang. I looked at the display, seeing Luke's name.

"Luke!" I greeted him, so happy to talk to him.

"What's going on? You left me so many calls," Luke said all serious.

"I have a huge favor to ask," I started, hearing a chuckle.

"This is similar way Delirious approached me with a foursome request," he replied, and I remember what he had told me earlier.

"I will need as much money as possible. Of course the amount you don't need," I replied.

"Sorry? What for?" Luke asked confused.

"M-my mum's in trouble," I whispered, feeling bad for lying.

"Oh, of course. You have it by tomorrow," Luke replied, and I bit down my lower lip.

"And Luke? Are you with Ohm?" I asked curiously, receiving a longer silence.

"No. Why would you think something like that? I told you I wasn't interested in him," Luke answered,  and I scratched back of my head.

He told me he was finding Ohm! He said that, didn't he?

"Oh, but I thought... alright," I whispered.

"What do you need from him?" Luke asked, and I sighed.

"The same thing as from you."

"I'll ask him when it's possible. They'll let me see him tomorrow," Luke replied, making me frown in confusion.

"I thought you weren't with him. Wait! What happened? Who are they? What do you me-"

"I'm not with him, but your mum's in trouble. And I will do anything to help you out," he interrupted me, and I smiled.

Technically you're helping Delirious.

"Thank you."

"Talk to you later, Skirtboy."

I exhale in frustration, rubbing my face. I received the money from the lawyer, from Luke and from my mum. But it wasn't enough.

80 millions. I need 80 millions! I should wait for Ohm, but I don't know how long it's gonna take. Besides I don't even know where he's.

I took Delirious blue jacket, inhaling his strong scent. I snuggled more into it, being like drugged. I recalled what he had told me, the way he sent me away, the way he broke up with me.

It still hurt, like a fresh open wound. Suddenly, I wasn't sure about what I was doing.

Maybe he already paid everything. And I'm gathering money complete pointlessly. But at least he could see this as a sign of my love to him. I hope. Where can I get 80 millions though?

My heart skipped a beat, and I was already dialing a familiar number.

"Mini Ladd speaking."

"Mini! I... I want to get sold. For eighty millions," I started, hearing him cough.

"Are you crazy? This is auction based system. Besides eighty millions?!"

"What about that guy?! The one who wanted me so desperately! Tell him I will take it for eighty millions," I said firmly, feeling my beating heart.

"Uhm... I will contact him, but I doubt that. Talk to you later."

I put the phone down, realizing what I've done. I was going to sleep with complete stranger. Just because I wanted to help Delirious, who broke up with me, and who I hadn't had a since idea if he even needed any help.

Hour passed hour, and around four in the morning I gave up the waiting, feeling a bit disappointed when I hadn't received any messages from Mini.

I will contact Ohm. And the rest I will borrow from the bank. Or maybe Bryce could help too?

I sighed, finally going to sleep knowing I had another school day in a few hours. I was so tired that I fell asleep instantly.

The first thing I saw after turning off the alarm clock was a message, making me completely awake.

Mini Ladd:
Call me as soon as possible. He said yes.