Darkness

Four

Adam

I stumbled into the block, being pushed by a group of people.

"Let's get high." Jake said, then laughed at himself before half falling, half fainting at the top of the stairs.

"He's already stoned by the look of it." I muttered, and helped drag him into a apartment, which I shared with the rest of them.

"So, tell us about court, what happened man."

"Yeah why you still with us." Laughed James, from the other side of the room. I scratched the back of my neck and sighed. I really didn't want to talk about her.

"She dropped the charges on me." I mumbled, leaning back on the wall. Wishing I could hide away from all the noise and smoke around me.

"The fuck, didn't you beat her up thinking she was Angie?" Someone said, which caused James to snort loudly.

"You're such an idiot, Adam, Angie isn't even in the country anymore."

"Whatever, I'm getting a drink." I stood up and walked to the fridge, grabbed a bottle of cheep beer and sighed. Even a brief mention of Angie made me angry.

What a mess.

"Oi, Adam, come here." A voice yelled from the sitting room. I grunted and reluctantly trailed back into the room. The group were sitting in a circle, all holding cards.

"Join in, Adam." James said, passing me some cards. I looked him, then at the door. I didn't want to spend my evening here.

"I need some fresh air, sorry lads." I muttered and made a dash for the door and practically ran down the stairs.

The cold evening air was sharp and I pulled the blazer, which I had borrowed off Jake, tight around me.

I felt alone, but then again I wanted to be alone. I kept walking until I came across an old building on a deserted street, roughly three blocks away from my apartment.

I came here a lot. I ducked under the 'do not cross' sign and made my way up the fragile wooden Stairs, until I reached the balcony. I had good view over the small town, even in the dark, as the houses and streets were lit up by lights.

I collapsed to the ground and hugged myself. And for the first time, in a very long time, I didn't feel numb. Maybe it was because I didn't have alcohol in my system for once.

A tear slipped from my eye and a over-powering wave of sadness hit me.

I hated myself for hurting Mia.

I felt like suddenly I was under pressure, someone believed in me. Someone cared about me, well, enough to be stubborn I would meet her again.

I was terrible under pressure, I knew it was just going to be a matter of time, until I was going to break and maybe scare her again.

Next time, I reminded my myself, they'll be no second chances.

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A/n

Hey, I haven't had wifi over Christmas so
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Christmas x

& I'm so happy with how reads I have in such a short amount of time, so THANK U ILY

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