-Megan-
I lifted the glass of wine to my lips, but only took a small sip. It was my... third? I believed it was my third at least, but I didn’t feel very drunk. I just felt sad. After my altercation with Kat, I didn’t know what else to do. Nathan was out. He had spent the day with Jax, while I sat at home trying to go over what had happened between me and Kat, but I wasn’t sure exactly what had occurred. I simply couldn’t comprehend it, and then Nathan finally returned home. A bit unsteady on his legs. He entered the living room, noticing I was sitting in complete darkness. He turned on the lights, and then approached me.
"What’s wrong?" he inquired, as he settled down.
He smelled strongly of booze. Like really bad, but I didn’t care. I just allowed him to pull me close to him, feeling
