It was stupid of me to run away like a f#cking i***t.
I sat at the only place I could sit in this warehouse and that’s on a stack of cardboard at the corner, next to a pile of plywood leaned against a column.
The first thing that got into my head was the face Liam made. He was upset and I could see the way he was holding himself back out of consideration. But, I don’t need that kind of pity from anyone.
Now that I think of it, Norman was weird to want to form a friendship with someone as messed up as me. I was a known troublemaker in the area. People avoided me at all costs and refused to meet my eyes. Everyone from town sees me as rumbustious, and crazy. I couldn’t fight back since everything was true.
I don’t know what he sees in me. He was always there like some leech who refuse
