Austin

"Fuck, pick up your phone." I say as I slam my cell phone on the bar.

Max was supposed to be here over an hour ago and I can't get a hold of him. We started church without him and it's over now. He never misses church. I am just about to call him again when he comes waltzing through the doors like a fucking king.

"Where the hell have you been? Church started at eight. As in AM." I shout. I hate raising my voice at him, but he has been acting straggly ...