Jack.
I walk out of the building with so much anger boiling inside me. This is the worst feeling ever. Knowing you are not good enough. Unable to amount to anything. This is the tenth interview I have gone for this month and it is taking a toll on me. I have been fucking trying and nothing is coming out of it. I don't know what direction to take in my life.
I don't even know who I am anymore. My phone vibrates as I walk over to my car. I see Trick's face on the screen and through my shitty day, I smile. He is the only one that can make me forget all the problems in my life. He is the only distraction that I take wholeheartedly.
"Did you get it?'' he asks immediately I answer the phone and the anger from earlier resurfaces.
