Chapter 333
- -Hades
- The frustration of not knowing went from a 10 to a full-blown 1 fucking million. Two hours! Two whole fucking hours of not knowing where she is. Not knowing if she's okay. Not being able to fucking hold her, talk to her, hear her voice. If someone is ready to die, please bring him to me. Because I'm not sure anyone is going to be able to live with this rage in me.
- "I’m going in fucking sane!" I yell.