Mark's pov
Dad's condition got even worse , the doctor says he had a relapse and he would have to stay until they are sure that he wasn't in any imminent danger.
It's only been two days since I arrive back here and I was regretting it already , everything was beginning to get inside my head , staying back at the house made it even worse.
I don't know how long I sat at my usual dark spot in the bar, the music... strong alcohol was all I needed to drown myself in
I ordered another shot of tequila and drown it down in a single intake.
"Do you need anything else?" The stripper smacking her gum asked practically shoving her huge fake t**s in my face., I wondered how she walk around with that without tripping over on her face.
"f**k off"
The icy look I sent her was enough to send her on
