She holds her derranged nose, and screeches in pain. Her nose continues to bleed and her sharp squeaky noise goes louder than the blasting music.
" We're done here Emma. Let's go. " He announces. Grabbing me gently, yet with a little force. He takes me out.
We both get back in the car.
" I need some alcohol. " He remarks, turning the wheels towards a night club.
He leads me in the dark abyss. I join him in, the world of loud a noxious music, a place to forget everything and drown into the chaos of your own life.
He extends a drink towards me.
" You need it more than me. " He states.
" But I am underage. " I reply.
" Who the f**k cares. Rules are meant to be broken. " He states, slowly perishing in alcohol. I join him in his plunge.
Crying in the club by Camilla Cabello was being
