Chapter 70 Hayden

• HAYDEN
• The crystal glass touches my lips, the alcohol strong, and slightly bitter against my tongue. Caramel and oak slide down my throat, down into my stomach, mixing with the monster raging war in my gut. The raw anger slides up my spine and down my limbs, a roar escapes from my lungs, echoing in the room. “STUPID FUCKING BITCH! AHHH!”
• My body bolts from the chair with enough force to knock it over, my arm rearing back, I launch the glass. It smashes against the wall with intensity, splintering into a million little shards. They free fall into carpet, but I don’t care, the devil inside me is unleashed, and I’m quickly losing grip on my sanity. Darkness creeps in my peripheral, the world spinning away as my actions become erratic and unpredictable. My hands dip underneath my desk, flipping it up and over until it crashes against the floor, papers spill everywhere. The decorations break, and snap, but I could give a fuck. Let them break, let this fucking heap burn to the ground for all I care.