Chapter 29

I asked my family for space and booked a hotel and lived there for about five days, this was the sixth.

I was ordering gin and whisky bottles every day. Sobbing as I slide down with my back against the wall every chance given. If I wasn't listening to pop and dancing while heavily drunk, then I was sure listening to her heartbeat on my phone. It was everything to me. And if it was not that then I was wheezing, from the core ofmy being, again, until I fell asleep.

I was in my robe, drunk and on the brink of passing out when a violent knock hit my door.
Me: I'm not opening. They want to kill me too.
I laughed and continued to gulp.