Two years later
Tyler
"Tyler man, come on," Charlie grumbled as he threw my boots at me. "When are you going to grow up?" He continued as I slowly rolled over and held my head.
"Come on, just one more hour." I pleaded; my heart was beating in my head.
"No, Mr. Henderson has given you enough chances and if you don't straighten your act up, it's over, you hear me Tyler, over."
I climbed out of bed and made my way to the bathroom grumbling under my breath the whole way. Two years had passed so fast, and I mainly only had to show for it, a ton of hangovers. Staring at myself in the mirror, I couldn't believe it was me. I held the ring hanging on the necklace around my neck in my hand. Two years without her, two years, she should have been here with me, it was all my f
