STATEN ISLAND

POV NATHANIEL

We made our way quietly out of the theater. I didn't want to show that I was sulking. I wanted to be back in those seats, kissing those beautifully soft pink lips. I could tell that Desmond was upset after I told me we needed to leave.

Thomas had texted, 'GET YOUR A** HERE NOW'. I knew I was going to get reamed for something. It was always something. I held onto Desmond's hand as we crossed the streets towards the docks. I only had enough energy ...