Chapter 93

Ryan Elena has refused to pick up my calls and neither calls back because I have called her a hundred times and she picks none! Why is she giving me this attitude? All because of Daniel? What is she trying to imply? Since the day Daniel took a photo of her kissing, she has refused to speak to me and not even a single text from her to me. I have been trying to avoid Daniel and his pathetic fuck-boy face. Whenever his eyes meet mine, a wild grin comes up his face as if he is competing with me on her. And you know what the annoying part is? That she's complying with whatever he says. The fucking boy kissed her and sent the picture to me. Maybe the fuel in my anger shouldn't have come this wild if she had responded to my text or pick my calls, if not returned the fucking calls I gave her! I'm at the bar, away from the crowd. I'm drinking out my insanity as I yell out by myself and maybe to myself as well. Smashing my hands on the bar. I drink a bottle and throw it down the sway bar to cras