Chapter ten
Matt
I drag the blade across my wrist, clenching my jaw at the invigorating pain.
I laugh out loud as the slit opens up and blood gushes out.
I grab a shirt and presses it against the cut.
I can just see Novah's sad, disappointed face at me hurting myself but it's not like she'll ever find out.
I pick up a bottle of whiskey and take two long gulps. The liquid slides down my throat with a burning sensation. That paired with the pain in my wrist.
Its a beautiful fucking high.
I pick my joint up and take a puff.
This is fucking glorious.
Novah's face flashes through my mind and I get a pain in my chest, so much worst than any pain I've ever inflicted. I grip my chest and take another swig of whiskey to prevent myself from sobbing like a bitch.
Her soft voice when she told me she loved me. And.....and I turned that precious fucking angel down. I turned down the chance to have her in my arms. To kiss her. To whisper sweet nothings into her ear. To make her giggle. Or moan......
I had to.
I fucking had to. For her sake.
God knows I want that woman.
I want her more than I want my god damned life.
Hell, she's my life now.
I guess I've lost my life.
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