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The will to live

A hard kick into his leg was exactly what was needed to wake Blake up from his sleep.
"Wake the fuck up" Asya hissed as she tear opened the blinds into the room making Blake's eyelashes fluster as he tried to keep his eyes shut. He failed.

He abruptly stood up and staggered slightly as his head was still spinning.

"You're still drunk as..." Asya started to complain.

"...As fuck" Blake said as he sat back onto the edge of the bed he was sleeping drunk and covered his face with his hands.

"Get yourself together" Asya said as she turned around and kicked him in the leg once more before she walked away.

"You know what?" Blake said muffling his words as he uncovered his face. "I fucking will"
Blake took a deep breath as he wiped his face with his hand as he flopped onto his back staring at the ceiling.

"I fucking will..." His repeated and his chest felt tight for a moment making him close his eyes for a moment while a promising rays of sunshine beautifully highlighted his facial features when he tapped his pockets finding his phone.

He opened one eye and tried to write a message as somehow everything was still spinning around.

Where are you now?

He wrote to to the girl he hasn't seen in months,but who seemed to become his personal therapist in every possible way, hoping, she's somewhere near when he needed her.