“Agitation coursed through me with every movement I made. I didn’t want to risk losing him. So I called Connie and asked where the party would be tonight. When they picked me up, Raymond was moody, and Connie was silent. At the party, as Connie stepped into the light, I could see bruising on her swollen cheek. “Is it worth it?” I asked her quietly. “I don’t know. I don’t know anything anymore.” The sadness on her face was foreign, I was used to feisty Connie, but this girl seemed so defe...ated. “Let’s just get drunk so I won’t have to think anymore.” A small smile flickered. “I’ve got bourbon.” We found a spot to sit in and stayed there, mixing our drinks while I kept craning my neck to see past people and try and spy Damon. So far, there was no joy. Connie was becoming more animated the more she drank. She seemed to forget her marked face and her problems. I also forgot about the wounds on my own face which still stung every time I laughed too hard.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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