“Where are we going?” I ask Blake, who drives into a forest with no toads with only trees, flowers and birds chirping. The scene is beautiful and so relaxing. Blake doesn’t answer me and only focuses on the bumpy road in front of him.
“Are you going to kill me?” I joke and smirk.
“You will see.” we drove for about another mile until he stopped.
A beautiful lake is in front of us. The water is so clean that you can actually see the fish swimming in the Lake.
“What are we doing here?” I asked with curiosity.
“Training.” he opened my door and took my hand like a proper gentleman. I smiled while following him to the lake.
He removed his close and jumped into the water.
“Are you crazy? It’s like 15degrees.” I fold m arms and raise my brow.
“Get in, you have to face the unbearable moments of defeat the unknown.” He lectures. Really? This is how he wants me to face the unbearable. I think I’v
I picked up Em from the ground and carry her to the apartment. Her face holds the most adorable smile and I can’t keep my eyes off her, until I almost drop her when I saw my mother lying in front of my door in her own puke, having a seizure.“Blake!” Emily yells when I put her down and run up to my mother.“What a fuck mom, what did you take?” I yelled when Emily pulled me away from her and turned to get on her side so as not to choke on her own puke.I grab my hair in frustration, and my entire childhood is having a feast inside my mind.“We need to get her to a hospital,” Emily announced, frightened.“No, I can’t have this all over the media,”“Blake, now is not the time for you to be ruthless. This is your mother.” Emily yells when the neighbour opened his door.“Get the fuck back int
“Emily, Blake is here to see you,” Linda announced when she opened the doctor’s room where I was sitting and drowning in my sorrows.“I don’t want to see him.”“I told him that, but he said he’s not leaving till you come out.” I sigh in frustration, anger, or sadness. Either of them is making me feel sick.I stood up and walked to the front desk, where he was waiting. His eyes were bloodshot and looked like a total mess.“What do you want?” he stood up straight when he saw me, dragging his hands through his messy hair.“Thank you for taking care of my mother,” he said without apologising.“How is she?” I asked, folding my arms.“In rehab. I booked her in this morning.”“Good.” I turned around and walked back to the Ed.“So that’s it?” he yells afterwards. I stop dead in my tracks trying to b