Chapter 3: Gabriel

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Saturday, December 17th

I can't believe it. She's gone. My Trouble is gone and it's all my fault. And these stupid fucking journals aren't going to help! Can a journal tell me where the fuck she is!? No! It can't! It can't tell me shit! All it can do, is take down my fucking frustrations and feed them back to me. And endless fucking cycle of anger and regret and there's not a damn thing that it can change!

It's almost as fucking useless as Victor, but at least he's trying. Fuck! I didn't mean it like that! Shit! I can't fucking think straight! I need to see her! Victor needs to get his fucking fingers flying, and work some fucking magic, so I can see my fucking Trouble!!!!!!

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