Chapter 78

Time flies so fast when you're broken.

I sat down on the stool bar and poured myself a glass of whiskey. My head has been throbbing and the only solution I could think of was to have a drink. At least, it will help me relieve stress even for a short period of time.

To say I was exhausted is an understatement. I am more beyond that. I never felt this tired before, yet here I am, relying on the alcohol to keep me awake. The only time I act this way is when I feel like everything is out of control. Indeed, it is. I can't even think of a way to solve my problems.

Such a weak man.

"You're drinking again, man?" I heard a familiar voice from behind. I didn't need to turn my head to know who it was. It was Chad, my best friend whom I didn't have contact with for the last 7 months. He just went back from the country after his so-called vacation.

"Fuck off," I said as I chugged down the content of the bottle. I need this as much as I hate to admit it. After this, I'll be able to get away from m