Richard.
I woke up on the cold floor with Raven in my arms, I had overdone it, and I hoped I didn't hurt her. As much as I enjoyed coming home to her and ravaging her the way I did, I wished drugs didn't influence it.
I thought of what Stacy and Caitlyn did, and all I could think of was what I would do to make them pay.
How desperate could they have been?
What was Caitlyn trying to achieve?
Was she thinking I would f*ck her and then suddenly realise what I was missing and get back to her? That would be stupid.
Love and s*x were two different things, and I felt a desire for neither with her.
What happened had just made it worse. If we had any chance at being friends before, then this had just closed that door permanently. I can never be friends with a lying, conniving, and mani
