3 days. 3 f*****g days later and I'm about to lose it again. My body is in agony not being near her, Keagen and Lilly have tried and failed to heal the pain but it doesn't work for long. But one of them are always with me, just waiting for me to freak out. I can't sleep, I can't eat. Coffee is all that I'm fit for and everyone is terrified of me. Well except for her family. They understand the bond that we have. They know anything I do when she's gone is a reaction to the loss I feel. The pain. I couldn't think of anything else and I had killed all of the men in the vans on day 2. By the time I left the basement I was head to toe in blood. I looked like Carrie from the movie. "You need to try and sleep Brian. Even just close your eyes" Drake looked me over, I resemble a walking zombi

