When I wake up. Its sunrise and I’m stiff and cold still sitting on the bench with Elijah’s jacket on me. my eyes are sore from all the crying and the vodka bottle in my left hand is empty.
I move my legs slowly, everything hurts. my head, my neck, my arms, legs and the worst pain comes from my chest. my heart being shattered all over again, just like last time three years ago.
I stand up slowly and just take small steps toward the main building. I know my family will be asleep somewhere. I don’t know where, but I know that the van is still on the driveway and I just open it and crawl my way in and pull the jacket over my eyes, shielding me from the rising sun in the distance.
I curse when a loud thumping makes me open my eyes and I pull down the jacket and see Rivers' frowning face. su
