Seductive Vibrations Book Four His Brat
Everyone I love is complicated, runs away, or loves someone else.
What hope do I have? MJ no doubt would run away if he was old enough to. I keep drinking, my head lowering as I feel the spiral of depression spinning in my mind. The hateful thoughts to myself, the image of Alena on the floor, what have I done? I take another drink, my body shaking as the tears fall, maybe everyone would be better without me? I do nothing but cause hurt. I look up to the sound of someone sitting down, Anaya sitting opposite me.
"Marcus, I am sorry." I laugh at her words, my handing raising the glass to take another drink, her hand stopping me.
Sikat na Kabanata