Chapter 15. Hurtful Thoughts

Sitting down, I grab myself a glass. The drink goes down quickly as I watch Jackson look so happy. All of them are stood there talking and laughing. Freya walks down. Standing together we talk. I am slowly getting used to the idea that I have a sister. I have no idea if her dad is the guy who put me in hospital, or who Max’s father is. She is amazing though, and her life seems to have been filled with just happy memories, no bad ex’s or stalkers, a simple life without worries. Unlike mine. It is just a mess at the minute.

Jackson and Marcus walk over to us. Jackson takes the glass off me. “You look wasted already.” He laughs at me.

Do I really? This is only my second glass. Is he joking?

“It is only my second glass so if I look wasted, it is probably because I am tired and exhausted.” Laughing, I take the glass back off him.

“Come with me a minute.”

Jackson pulls me away from Freya and Marcus. Standing at the other side of the room where no one