Fifty one

•ROWAN•

I have to get twisted and filthy drunk for hours just to forget Emma. She filled my mind like a dangerous drug I was trying so hard to get rid of.

Thats what I get for trusting and giving yourself and your whole world to the one person who could not even be truthful with you.

It felt like a large blow to see her and her boyfriend together. As I watched them kiss, they both knew they were playing me. I knew no matter how hard I tried to douse the feeling down with alcohol, it still hurt.

I spent hours in the club before I called a chauffeur to come pick me up and take me home. Walking into the apartment felt wrong, but I tried to concentrate more on my intoxicated mind and shut everything out, including ignoring Emma’s door as I walked right past it and entered my room.

Quickly taking off my tie and throwing my suit that had been long taken off my body at the bar, I removed my shoe and fell flat to the bed, hoping the alcohol would take away my misery.

It didn’t.

Instead, I was