PROLOUGE, THE BEGINNING OF THE END
It was almost as though I craved it. The pain and the jealousy. Even after all those fights we had or all the nasty things we said to each other. But ever time I walked away I came back moments later, crawling on my knees, begging her not to leave.
It was like she was a drug, but not like any of all those other drugs. Nothing made me feel so good and so rotten at the same fucking time. I knew she never would be mine, she would always be Freddies, even though he's gone now. She'll always compare me to him and I know I always comes up short next to him but I still cant make myself stop needing her.
I am an addict, a junkie, a no good motherfucking druggie. But there is nothing in this world that will make me stop loving Effy Stonem.