Battlefield

*** "Don't worry about it Mick ok?" "I have to your one of my best friends I can't loose you Chase!" "I can stop any time I want to!" "Thats what they all say and you know what there all wrong. You're an addict and you need to admit it Chase!" "No I'm not you need to stop worrying about me McKenna! Worry about you're own god damn life for once!" He yells. "I hate you Chase you ruin everything and everyone! With you're fucking addiction that you won't admit to and not letting anyone ever help you! Cause you know what you're a mess Chase and you make everyone around you miserable because thats what drug addicts do and I hate you for that Chase! I hate you!" I yell back harshly at him right as another car crashes into the back of ours. The impact sends me flying forward out the car and through the wind shield and I'm out just like that. Nothing.*** How would you feel this being the last conversation with your best friend and being left with no one?