Ninety one: Losing my mind

Saint's pov.

I was losing my mind by the day and I knew it.

I missed Jade madly and I could not deny it any longer or deny the unquenchable feelings I had for her. I craved her, I wanted her in my arms and I needed her to never be apart from me. Every time I thought about how I had lied when I told her I didn't care or need her and saw the hurt that was filled in her eyes, I wanted to hit myself so hard and drill multiple holes in my body until I bled to death. It was almost too much for even me to bear and I could swear on multiple occasions, I had thought about going to pick her up and taking her away from all this mess and just being together with her.

I had hurt her, that was the undeniable truth. And then I had let some random ass girl sit and play with my face and hair, trying to get my attention which had left me irritated instead and just when I had had enough and was about to get the hell out of there, she had unexpectedly walked into the bar and seen that as well. I was s