Mr. Ceo and Mrs. Street Racer

Chapter 69: Targeting insanity

I was about to reach out for a taxi but I started seeing Edward.

I couldn't do this, I couldn't.

I had to look at the snow to breathe a little. When I lifted my head I saw a liquor store.

I lied to Nathaniel... I did use to drink and smoke every Christmas while I was away... That was the only way I could get Edward out of my head.

December was my drink and smoke month. I didn't become addicted it was just that one month... I didn't care by now what I did. I just wanted to get Edward out of my head so I entered the store. I looked around and grabbed three bottles and three packages of cigarettes. I couldn't help but to open one bottle up and drink up.

The burning in my throat helped me grip myself together. This was going to help so I went back and grabbed another bottle.

I went to the counter and the dude eyed me weird.

" Are you old enough? "

I looked up at him, really?

He saw my face and he instantly knew who I was. I grabbed money and paid him.

I opened my sling and hid two bottles in there. I also squeezed two packages of cigarettes inside.

I finally found a use for that stupid sling.... I couldn't help but feel pain with the pressure the bottles added to my arm.

That's it, physical pain kept me focused... I grabbed the last package of cigarettes and placed it in my back pocket. The remaining bottles I grabbed them in my hand and I started to walk out.

I took another drink and focused my mind on the physical pain I was feeling... Everything to distract myself from Edward or my mom and Nathaniel... I preferred physical pain than the emotional...

I raised a foot to stop a taxi and it was a miracle when he did so. He even helped me open the door.

I got in and placed the bottles on the seat and closed the door.

" Mind if I smoke?" I ask.

" Not if I can have one!" He said.

Sounds fair.

I opened the package of cigarettes and took two out!

I gave him one and placed mine on my lips. I groaned when I remembered that I hadn't bought a lighter.

Thankfully the taxi guy helped me out and turned it on for me.

" Rough day, huh? "

I raised an eyebrow.

" You could say that..."

He gave me a sad smile.

" Where to?" He asked.

" Pierce's... " I whispered. I was freezing. It was so cold. The taxi nodded and began driving.

I began smoking...

I didn't want to admit it to myself but I was going insane... But who wouldn't.

I was a murder, I had been hating a woman who had been dead all this time. I was betrayed by the man I thought was my other half, I had a shitty family and my dreams... My dreams of becoming a professional bike rider were over...

I was alone... Nobody cared about me... Not even those I had thought were my friends.

I closed my eyes and continued smoking I also took turns drinking.

I focused on the ache on my arm and shoulder. I focused on the cold and the dizziness I felt.

Every physical part...