“What's up with you, man?” John slaps my arms but it doesn't hurt me. “Are you okay?” He take the best next to me and places his arms around my shoulders.
I don't answer him. I just stare again at the wall in front of me. I have a question about where did I go wrong? But it's never something I could open up to somebody here. I only open up to Era but she's done with me. Like really done. Wanting to get rid of me.
I couldn't forget her words earlier, “I just want to live my life the way I should. Don't keep messing it up.”
When did I start messing up her life? Why she never told me? Why she looks happy every time we're together? She laughs at everything I say. She smiles. These are not made up tales. I know enough she was happy with me. We enjoyed the time we spend with each other. Or was it all fake? I know that I was watching her enjoy when we talk in silence or in words. She doesn't complain. She never did. So, when did I start messing with her life?
Was I a bug that unable her to
