Insanity

ANDY’S POV

I gulp down the bottle of water as I wait for the bus to arrive. The sun these days have not been friendly, and thankfully too, because I don’t think I could bare a cold weather.

I had missed the first bus so I had to wait for the second one.

I was feeling tired already and I couldn’t wait to just get home. I didn’t want to seat down because the station seats were not looking like they wanted to be sat on.

I can’t even try to think about the last time this place has been cleaned. It’s so dusty and dirty and there is trash everywhere. What’s worse, it is on the seat.

Isn’t that a crime or something?

Well you can’t know what is a crime and what is not when people like Drake are walking on the face of the earth.

Who tries to literally take out the mother of his child? I don’t even want to know his reasons or anything, but you just don’t try over and over again to take someone’s life.

For what?

To cover your tracks? To keep your reputation? I just can’t wrap my head around this