As time passed, the hangover passed, Jay just lay there, in bed not wanting to do anything.
He had fasted since lunch the day before and even there he had taken a little something to avoid questions from colleagues.
Thoughts crowded his mind.
If he had been abandoned by so many people, perhaps it meant he deserved it.
His mother and Mouse had died for a price he had to pay. He was of the idea that everything happened for a reason. What if he lets himself die?
He could reach them, no more pain, no more suffering for him, a liberation for all who knew him.
It would have been better for Will too if he hadn't been there.
He would suffer for a while but then? He would go on for his life. She would have no heartache or panic when he got hurt in and that happened quite often.
Everyone had to gain from his departure and little if any to lose.
He was tired, everything in his life had been wrong.