Chapter sixty two- I hate that I love you

Chase’s POV

I don't know for what reason but I believe you will come. I might be the biggest as*hole in the universe but you always understand me. In my darkest moment, I think of you. In my sorrows, I need you. Even though it seems hopeless to wait, I still believe.

I leaned on the wall beside the door, waiting for her who weirdly knew how to restore my sanity. I take another strong sip of whisky but it doesn't really dull the ache in my chest. Stupid whisky, you were supposed to help me forget this torture for a while if not a while please a few seconds would go a long way

I know she will come. I sighed, biting my trembling lips. Second after second I would check my phone desperately. It was only thirty minutes later and I feel like it's eternity. She will come. She would never want to see me hurt or broken.

One hour later, Maybe she is just stuck in traffic. Maybe she decided to walk here . Maybe she took a longer shower today.Maybe the taxi's tyre got punctured. Maybe!Maybe!Maybe