Chapter Eleven

Alex (P.O.V.)

After I came out of the gym, I made my way to my dorm to shower. I had at least one more class before the school day ended, but at the moment I could not be bothered. I needed to get drunk and release all the built-up energy in me.

Today is not the day to kill.

I thought to myself.

I just felt the need to get my hands around someone’s throat. Do you ever get the feeling that your anger needs to be fed with negative energy in order to simmer down and allow your body to return to a normal state of rationality and calmness?

No? Only me. Okay. 

As I got into the shower and I felt the warm water  gently tap against my skin, I rest my forehead against the wall and closed my eyes. I wanted to cry; I wanted to scream; my thoughts were getting too loud and I could not think. I needed something. 

I needed to feel something but at the same time I felt as though I was feeling too much,