Chapter 4

Freddie ran his fingers through his hair, clearly annoyed. "Ugh, why are you acting so defeated? No matter how bad your illness is, can it really be worse than mine?"

He got all serious, "I've got skin hunger, born with it, can't be cured. Every time it flares up, it gets worse. The only way to ease it is to be with a woman; otherwise, I'll lose my mind. I hate women, though. Who knows, maybe one day I'll just drop dead from it..."

Seeing I didn't say anything, Freddie just grabbed the paper out of my hand.

When he…