Chapter 14

I'm walking aimlessly around in my room. My hair thrown up into a messy top bun. But no destination in sight.

My hands are found tugging at the roots of my hair. The frustration of not being incontrol and the feeling of hopelessness , helplessness even are so overwhelming.

My mind is on the run with everything Alex had told me. His interpretation of the plan differ so much from mine.

He had the nerve to tell me that I should rethink what I'm about to get myself into and just let him handle everything. He'll apparantly create a new and so called improved version of the plan.

My plan is apparently unstructured , obvious and just for that matter useless.

Meanwhile at the Gonzales household Alex is lying face down on his bed with his arms stretched out to his sides. His feet dangling from his king sized bed.

He always thought it was unnecessary for such a huge bed , but with time it's his most favourite possession in the whole house.