12 - Explanations or excuses
As the last of the guests leave the party, I’m sitting at the bar drinking myself. I haven’t seen Alex since we danced a couple hours ago. My dad has been trying to cheer me up, he seems to have it in his mind that “everything will work itself out" I know he means well but it won’t work itself out. Think about it, not only has he broke my heart but he’s putting hundreds of people’s jobs at risk. The whole factory will lose their jobs not to mention me and dad. Had he ever loved me? I knew him being a man w***e would’ve been difficult to change but a month into this and he’s f****d it all up. What did I expect?
“Cassie, let’s get you home?” Alex says as he takes my drink away from me.
“Home. I don’t have a home.” I say as I snatch my drink back and down t
