#Chapter36
Every drink makes my smile, my courage and my guilty conscience bigger, however I keep on drinking because as long as I'm drunk, I'm not realizing the fact that I have a kid and will soon have another. It also makes me forget that I have a serious fucking job because of a person that I threw away like garbage.
I ignored all the shit that was building up and now it's overflowing.
I quickly drown another glass of Whiskey to drown the guilt of calling my children shit - they're really not.
At least I don't think so.
However, considering they're half me, they might be half shit.
Poor Leon. His mother is shit, too.
/"I'm gonna steal Leon from that bitch, you know. He's my kid, no way I'm letting his life be as shitty as mine./" I scream over the sound of loud music to Alex.
He frowns. /"I forgot you have a kid./"