Chapter 9| CHAPTER NINETEEN |
I CAN’T relax while someone is looking in my bag. Whatever I do search, I can”t really find. I searched in the bathroom, in my cabinet, under the bed and even in my bags for nothing.
I can’t find my pills. I didn”t drink yesterday because I was sulking all day because of what happened to Clyde and me.
“Where is it? Where did I put it?” I asked myself. I sat up in bed frustrated and rubbed my face.
As I sat I heard the roar of Clyde’s car coming out of the gate. I stood up and peeked out the window. It was finally gone so I decided to leave the room. Yesterday I was in the room all day. We haven’t noticed since it happened. Clyde, on the other hand, goes home early and leaves early. Only now did I dare to go out again.
I plan to buy pills. I’m also a littl
