You look at the mirror on the fresh wound that you bandaged last night right on your right cheek and arm, sadness and anger overwhelmed you. Dan were influenced by his friends, drinking and becoming alcoholic. It gets worse everyday...you couldn't stand it anymore

"Fck- love...? Are you alright?"

You heard his soft voice, you could feel his concern stare from miles away as if he did nothing. He placed a hand on your bandaged cheek just for you to flinch from fear. That's how bad it is..