DEVIN BOWEN.
My mind is not at ease. I feel fear, anxiety, pain... the loud noises, the sirens, the dead bodies and the voices of the policemen. The memories come rushing with full force.
Jessica pierced a knife through me.. She scratches the surface of an old wound which I am trying hard to leave with.
I hate it.. The fact that she forced me into spilling out my horrible past. Aside from Maddox, I have never told anyone about that tragedy.
I was just a little boy who's happiness was taken away and I have lived my whole life with that anger and no plans of letting anyone in.
She pushed me. I hate Christmas. It's pointless.. Horrible and meaningless.
To say I am disappointed in her is an understatement... I am beyond mad.. furious and right now, I don't want to speak with her.
I was
