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I imagine bathroom looking like that, but in grey. Hope this helps!

I'm back with another chapter! I hope you will enjoy this one;))))

Mark..

There she comes. Hannah is walking to our table wearing those skinny jeans. With them her body looked so good. She looks kind of lost, I hope she is ok with us coming here.

I didn't even think she works here, but that's a really good surprise.

Nate looks really happy seeing her, I believe he really likes her. I have no idea what he sees in her, but good for him I guess.

I looked at Olivia and she looked really annoyed, that Hannah is here too.

"Be nice to her, please" I leaned closer to Olivia and whispered.

I need to be good for her now, she saw me in the middle of something. I hope she didn't say anything to anyone, would be too bad to hurt this angel.

"Hi gorgeous, do you work here?" I asked her and couldn't take my eyes off, I have to act believable though.

When she walked away, my heart started beating so fast. I think it's time to take my cocaine dose. I think I have a problem with it, but no one has it easy, right?

I walked to the bathroom to take some. It was at the other side of this café. The bathroom was the same as all. White or grey walls, couldn't really tell, grey doors, to go to the toilets and some sinks with mirrors above them.

Those mirrors really needed to be cleaned, not going to lie. I think there even were some mold on it. Well that's gross.

I walked all the way to the back and stood next to the wall. My shaky hands took the bag with cocaine out of my jean's pocket. It wasn't a lot in it, so I need to be careful.

Somehow, I opened the bag and took my phone out of my other pocket. I held the phone screen down, so it was like a little table.

I poured all of it on my phone case and put it on a heater, which was on that wall, so I could take my card out. I searched for a bit in my pockets and finally found it.

Card in one hand, I took my phone with other. Did a small line and took it in. I always enjoy that feeling, don't even know why.

Suddenly, my phone started ringing. I turned it, so I saw the screen. It's Isaac.

"Listening" I answered the phone.

"We have a problem here" Isaac said with quite shaky voice.

"What happened?"

"Remember that cash you left under your bed from selling?"

"Of course I do, what's happening" I got a little worried.

"The cash is gone. All of it"

"What do you mean it's gone?" I raised my voice.

"I came here to take it and it's no where to be found. Probably someone from your party guests took it."

"SHIT!" I shouted. "I'll be there in a sec, stay there. Are you alone?" I added.

"Yes, come here, faster!" he shouted and ended call.

Oh no, there was fucking 2 grand there! I had to give the money to the dealer I'm taking drugs from. If I won't find the money, I will be in so much trouble, I can't even think about it.

I felt how my body started burning up, my hands shaking even more than they had before. My head was spinning so hard, I thought someone was screaming in my ear.

My anger level is so big right now, I can't control that anymore.

I hear how something is leaving my body. I started shaking my whole body a bit.

I started to understand what would happen if I won't get that money.

I was so angry, even my eyes started getting red and watery.

I felt how my hand was up now and I punched that wall so hard.

When I looked at my hand, I saw a lot of blood coming out of it. There was a lot on that wall too. I think I might have done a hole in it, but I can't see it at the moment, that's not what matters to my right now.

I felt how my shoulders were going up and down very fast, my head still spinning.

I heard how the bathroom door opened and turned my head. It was Hannah.

She looked really scared, I might have frightened the fuck out of her.

I hope she won't go near me, I wouldn't want to hurt her, at least now.

She is staring at me, wall and my arm, then me again and not saying a word. Finally she opened her mouth to speak.

"What are you doing? Are you ok?" She started walking closer to me.

Please, don't come near me now, I don't need one more bleeding object now.

I started answering shortly to her questions, so she would understand and leave. But she didn't.

The fact that she looked worried, made me feel a strange feeling inside. Does she care about me? No one has ever actually asked if I'm ok and not bringing the object I broke first.

As you probably understood, this isn't the first time it happened. I think I might have anger issues or something, but who wouldn't when situations like this hit?

I'm in shock I still haven't killed someone to be honest. All of those, who come and see how I broke something always annoys me even more. But Hannah doesn't.

If I had time, I would probably stay with her and help her to clean this mess I made, but I don't.

What's happening with me and Hannah? Like a day or two ago I wanted to see her face on the ground, while I'm kicking it, but now, I feel like she might be a good person in my life.

I don't like this feeling at all, I know how this all goes. I attach to someone and then they leave me.

Well this won't be like this, I won't let that happen, I have to promise myself that.

Uhh.. Who do you think took that money? Was it one of his friends? Or just a random person? 

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