“There´s just… tapes. Like forty of them.”
“Well play the fir- Oh shit. Tommy´s on his way. He texted me 5 minutes ago.”
“Fuck! Ok ok… umm do you have a USB?”
“What?”
“A fucking USB Nick.”
“Y-yeah I think so.”
I looked around my desk and finally found an old USB from fucking highschool. I immediately gave it to Ian, as he started downloading all of the tapes.
“Ok I got them.”
“Fucking leave Ian, he´s about to get here!”
“Ok. I´ll text you.”
Ian sprinted out of my dorm as I carefully close all of Tommy´s tabs and closed his laptop and stashed it in his drawer again.
I suddenly heard the keys jingle outside. I quickly turned off the lights and got into bed, pretending to be asleep.
I heard Tommy entering the room. Clearly drunk as he was barely walking in a straight line. I could feel him getting closer to me.
“Nick? Are you awake?”
I didn’t answer.
“I´m sorry about tonight. I´ll fix everything. I promise.”
He slowly lowered himself and gave me a kiss on the forehead.
What did he mean by that? And what is in those fucking tapes?