Something meant to be.....

Alcoholic

I'm updating because I was getting inboxes asking me to. This chapter is not planned or edited. The rest of the book wasn't either so.... Yeah.... I'm in the process of writing a new book at the moment which is one that is very thought out and planned. So hopefully you guys get the first chapter before the end of summer. I don't know if I'll ever update any of my books again because I'm planning on re-writing them when I'm done with my current book. Thanks for all the support I've been getting on every single one of my books :)

Drew's POV

"You obviously care for her." Lucas says through the phone. I sighed and rubbed my temples in frustration before adding apples to the cart. I couldn't let her in the store. She was just gonna get vodka.

" No I don't. I'm just don't see myself sitting around while someone drinks herself to death. " I sigh with an eyeroll. The old lady beside me smiled and I politely smiled back adding instant noodles to the basket.

"Yeah whatever man I'm gonna go and you two can get to business in the bedroom." He says hanging up and I scoffed as I approached the check out.

"Drew. " says the cashier calmly as she checked my stuff out. I looked up only to find one of my past hook ups.

" Sharon was it? "

"Sherry. " She says tapping a few things on the register.

"$32.81 is your total. "

I awkwardly paid her and smiled to which she scoffed. Then just to piss her off I added.

"See you around, Sharon."

When I got into the car Angela was asleep. I was glad. She provokes me to say rude and act rudely with her I dont give a fuck attitude. When we arrived at her place she was already awake and staring out the window. She silently got out and trudged into the house. I carried in the groceries and put them away while she watched.

"Where's the vodka?" she says when I finished.

"Not bought." I say not looking at her. I hear the keys and run to the door before she can leave.

"Move." I shook my head no and crossed my arms.

"You have a drinking problem." she rolled her eyes.

"Fine." she says going outside to her back porch and reading her book. I quickly followed.

"Please listen to me Angie-"

"Don't ever call me that again! " she says standing up and pushing me away. I was surprised by her gesture and fell back into the grass. Our breathing became heavy with due to our anger and as if on cue her phone rings. She storms into the house leaving me there with nothing to do buy wait for her return.