I woke up feeling slightly tired. Last night was a long night with bad dreams having me wake up at intervals. Saturdays are always stressful with mom asking me to help her out in her small garden.

I pushed the blanket out of my face and yawned, I turned to the side of my bed and found Xavier’s bed empty. Lord knows how tough it has been for me since that night. I’ve tried to see if I can remember the details of what really happened but all I remember is getting drunk.

I do not want to keep thinking of it, it's crazy that whenever I try to remember,...