JACK
I can’t believe Idris went on a date with Stephen. This is the fifth bottle of scotch I was drinking. When I finished the bottle, I broke the bottle on the floor. I wish killing Stephen is as easy as breaking this bottle. He hurt her, he made her bleed, he made lost her consciousness for f*****g sixteen hours, now he took her on a date again. Does she trust him more than me? The thought was killing me, I took another bottle from the shelf.
“Getting drunk on jealousy?” Alex’s voice stopped me from gulping it on one go. I ignored him as I continued to drink, “Are you gonna get yourself killed?” He asks. I didn’t answer it either, “It was just one date,” He says.
“He is not good for her,” I say
Alex nods, “Yeah, from the way you are drinking, making a mess by breaking all the bottl
