Got drunk

Chapter 88

Ricco POV

"Hey, man. What the hell do you think you're doing, huh?" Mason, my best friend scolds me as he snatches the bottle of vodka from me, glaring hard at me. I have been in the bar for hours and have been drinking myself to a stupor in a bid to get rid of her thought from my head, but it doesn't seem like it's going to work. His image keeps popping up in my head, and the memories we had together are something I can never let go of.

"It's hard for me, Mason. I really love her," Tears stream down my cheeks, and he scoffs. He has always warned me about Emily, but I never listened to him because I was so blinded by love. He told me that she was not someone trustworthy, and even though I knew that, I was hoping she would change one day, but who the hell am I to think that I could change her? I was just fooling around.

"I know you love her, but you said that she told you she was in love with someone else. What do you want to do now? Kill yourself over someon