Chapter 23: Crave.

Present Day.

Olivia's POV.

Ryder.

Ryder.

Ryder.

Ryder.

That name keeps whispering itself in my ear over and over again, not because I'm drunk, no, I had two bottles of beer and then I stopped drinking cause I didn't feel like swallowing anything, I felt like vomiting, I was so sick with myself.

Literally.

I walk back to my apartment building in the rain, it's kinda funny how people will look at you when you walk casually while it's raining.

I'm not depressed, people, I promise.

I push through the heavy doors of the building, sighing at the sight of the stairs, I start climbing them, one step at a time.

I'm soaking wet, my chest hurts so bad and thoughts about my past self won't leave me the hell alone.

I reach my apartment door, turning the knob and slamming my body against the door but it doesn't budge, I check underneath the mat for the spare key but I don't find it.

"You've got to be fucking shitting me." I grit out.

I hear the door behind me open and I rest my forehead against my