Part 11: (Liam's POV)

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I just kept running. I didn't stop. Not where I was going. Rain pelted at my face, plastering my hair to my forehead. Despite the fact that I hadn't taken any drugs recently, I still couldn't think straight.

 Nothing mattered to me anymore. I didn't care if I lost anything...I've already lost so much. I couldn't even control my own life anymore. I started to regret everything. All the drugs I've done.. everything that I've lost... The only thing that I didn't regret was where I was going and what I was planning to do. Nobody ever cared. All they saw me as was just a member of a stupid football team. They relied on me only to win. I started to wonder if i ever even enjoyed the sport. I almost didn't even realize that I was almost there. I used the last of my energy to sprint to the guard rail.......

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