CHAPTER 83: An Ugly Thought

Adrian's POV:

I don't fucking understand why would Andrew needs me in this hour? It's not like he gives a damn fuck if I stay here with him in this fucked up boring ass hospital.

However, I couldn't stay at home like a fucking clueless idiot so I drove all the way here to this stinking graveyard. I came all this way here cursing my fucking shitty life and punching the steering wheel for no reason.

The truth to be told, I have no fucking idea why am I this angry. Perhaps I'm dead ass mad at Monte who didn't bother to even tell me why would my brother wants me now, or maybe I'm so fucking mad at Andrew who doesn't even let me recover from what I caused a day ago. Honestly, I need to be alone.

A part of me can't stand the way Monte looks at me anymore, he gives me that look like I'm a fucking criminal while I can't even remember what I was thinking about when I hit her and left her there.