The Creaky Sound of The Gurney

Alex Finally bursted into a random room and dropped me down. He made me sit on the kingsize bed. In frustration, he brushed his hair.

“I tried to warn you Jericho but you didn’t give me any room. You let your anger get the best of you without trying to get to the roots of everything. Now everything is a mess. I doubt if Leia will ever forgive you” Alex said despondently. He was looking so sad but I felt more like shit. He sounded as soft as he could handle but his words still cut strangely in the worst way.

“I’m feeling bad enough already, do not add to it, Alex.” My voice shook, rose and fell. I knew I fucked up big time. I’ve acted so much like a bitch. Hell, I hate myself right now.

My head began to throb pretty hard and Alex left me to go get some aspirins.

I reflected back on everything I’d done to Leia. Every little pain I inflicted on her drove my senses back to all the gibberish that bastard Herman had spewed

“Argh!" I yelled at a full blast. I veered up and punched the ne