Chapter Thirty-Nine.

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G R A I Z E N

I cursed to myself as I immediately went to my room, grabbing a bottle of Jack Daniels. I didn't hesitate to open it, pressing the bottle to my lips. Within the next hour of drinking myself to past the point of consciousness, I found myself walking through the vacant city. Not a single person was in sight as I stumbled through the dim setting.

Things are never going to be easy with her.

I finished off the bottle, throwing it into a building behind me. I continued to walk aimlessly as I waited for the alcohol to set in. My vision was blurry as I fell into a wall beside me. I held my head in my hands, as golden orbs appeared in my head.

I can never escape her.

I pushed myself off the wall, continuing to walk through the empty city. I felt my body trip again, as I fell onto the ground. I was about to get up again, until a hard boot collided with my face. It caught me off guard, as I felt arms lift me up. I opened my eyes, as a black hood came into my view.

"Who the hell are-"

I was cut off as they through my body into the brick. I coughed out, as my vision slowly returned. Whoever this person was, they were strong. I didn't have time to regain my balance before I felt arms on my neck, pinning me against the wall. I opened my eyes, pulling the hood from my attacker. I froze as I stared into silver eyes.

How wasted am I?

My eyebrows furrowed together as I stared at the spitting image of myself. It was like staring into a mirror. I didn't move as the person in front of me smirked at me. I shook my head, rubbing my eyes as I held my head in my hands.

This isn't real.

As I opened my eyes, the figure was gone. I was once again alone in the empty streets of the city. I laughed as I stared at my hands.

I am my biggest enemy. 

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