Part 3: Chapter 30

Skyler's P. O. V

Just like Randy had promised, he sent the address of the bar and I arrived at it. Walking inside, I began looking around for him. When I didn't find him, I met with one of the workers who directed me to where he was. Nodding my thanks, I walked to the direction where they pointed.

And there he was, his head on the table as if he was sleeping and a couple of bottles in front of him. They were right, he was dead drunk. Taking a deep breath, I walked towards him, lightly tapping him on the shoulder.

" Hey... Wake up." I muttered but he didn't move. I made him sit up and he groaned. " Come on Patrick, I have to get you out of here."

" No. " He muttered, his speech slurry. " Go away. Leave me alone." I searched his pockets and found his card keys, he had come here with his car. I contemplated dragging him to his car but with the way he was drunk, that would be impossible to do alone. I quickly requested for help and one of the workers were kind en