ROMAN POV:
“Hey mate, who’s this?” my throat was parched and the caller’s voice was of someone known, yet I had chosen every time to ignore his existence as he chose to ignore ours.
“You know who this is. Why do you always choose to drive away from me?” The stranger’s pain could be felt from a distance but I felt a pride that it was caused by me. Sick yet enticing for my ego.
I chuckled as I lifted my body from the floor and made my way to the wash basin to rinse off the remaining effect of alcohol. I was a little distracted by the slight dizziness and the buzz in my head. A hangover, one might say.
“You chose yourself to leave and nothing now can fill up the gaps and dips you have left in your lives. So bugger off. Just leave us alone and make peace with the fact that you, yourself,
