Days have passed, Mika stayed at her parent's house. She hated staying there— her father was so strict that it almost choke her. She remembered how her father controlled her life in that house, but for now, this is the only place she finds comfort, atleast.
But she was a mess.
She was surrounded with emptiness.
She was a hollow shell filled with sadness.
She find companion she could lean to when things got rough.
Alcohol.
The friend she only have.
Her phone buzzed.
It was Cyd.
"Nasaan ka?" Tanong ng kausap niya, bakas ang pag-aalala sa boses nito.
Mika scoffed and chugged the glass down until the last drop before asking for more. "Who cares? Haha!" She laughed her ass off. Pain was eating her, she couldn't handle it anymore. She couldn't cope, unless she had taken alcohol— lots,
