Chapter 6

I sigh heavily, head overcrowded with thoughts and feelings, and I know I’m just running my mind ragged, pushing myself into anxiety, making myself depressed and more exhausted. I lean back and rest my head against the padded seat; the thumping noise and smoky atmosphere grate on me, even this drunk. I want to go home, for Arrick to find me soon and take me anywhere but here.

I close my eyes to block it all out, stay sitting up so I’m less of an obvious target, and start counting the minutes until he gets here.

I am so done with this scene, this life, and its never-ending bullshit.

All I do is party, drink, and have fun, if I can even call it that anymore! It’s been losing its sparkle for weeks. After the first burst of independence wore off, and sitting here for the millionth time alone, tear-stained and exhausted, I wonder why I ever hungered after this.

Why I thought shallow friends and meaningless relationships were worth more than genuine love from my fa