Chapter 163

Richard and I stood in the shared vanity, getting ready for the morning breakfast. He didn't look too joyous this morning, even deeper in thought than he normally was. He sighed, his eyes falling down to the countertop. The boy reached in his pocket pulling out a flask. "Brija came across this not too long ago..." Richard began, "In the lounge..." I knew precisely what this was used for. This tiny piece of glass could mean so much. "Oh god, I hope that isn't what I think it is..." I said, closing my eyes. "I'm afraid so Roi. I think father snorts this stuff..." Richard sighed. "He doesn't give a FUCK!!" I said, banging a fist on the counter. "No, you need to calm down. We don't have definitive proof if father is on crystals." Richard pleaded. "I'm tired! You don't know what I've put up with and how this makes me feel, Richard! You genuinely don't! All that man has put me through, and now he's gonna put us ALL THROUGH!" I yelled. "You're right I don't. Maybe I should be angry but there'