CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
ADAM’S POV
It's two thirty in the morning. I can’t sleep and neither can I stop the raging thoughts inside my head. I have school tomorrow but the thought of seeing Mia wrecks my sleep. She is the one person keeping me from jumping into insanity and now she is just…gone from my life. I try not to think of the stash of weed in my sock drawer or the almost done bottle of vodka but that seems like the only viable thing capable of keeping me away from my thoughts. So I give in, stepping off the bed and taking out the bottle along with the weed. Mia had tried to call figuratively more than a million times today; left a couple of messages but I never bothered to open any of them. It hurt to even think she was with someone else and that too, someone that couldn’t even treat
