Chapter 9

Elena Fuck me! Yes fuck me big fucking time! I scream my lungs out. How could I? How could I forget today is my Love’s birthday? Jesus Christ. This is so heavy on me. Now I feel like Avera. I feel like the fucking bitch. I didn’t mean to forget your birthday dad…I’m crying, crashing myself on the floor. I usually set a reminder alarm for my father’s birthday but that doesn’t mean the date has to leave my head but I just got fucked. No, No dad, I’m sorry. I put down my glass and run out of the kitchen, holding my phone tightly. I’m happy I haven’t started drinking yet. If not, I wouldn’t have been able to drive tonight. I was about to take a sip when the alarm came up. Gosh, how could I do this to dad? I’m so messed up. I fucking feel pain and hate myself more now than I do Avera. I can’t find Ava or Ella in this crowded party. I want to tell them I’m going first, but I can’t find them and I can’t spend one more moment in this mansion with the guilt burning inside me. I’m running out of