#Chapter10 Hate

My hand moved nervously around the steering wheel I felt awful .

I knew , I know I was an asshole the worst kind but I never cared until now .never had I felt guilty for shit I've done but this time I did .

And it was the worst kind .

I swallowed looking onto the passenger seat at the evidence of what I did .

When I opened my eyes the next morning . I blinked a few times before glancing down..

he was still sleeping in my arms looking completely exhausted And hungover.

his lips were still a little swollen .

My hand landed on...