Keanu's POV
I lay in the chilling atmosphere of my room feeling empty. The fire of revenge that burned deep inside me was finally over. My mind was nothing but a mess, all I wanted was closure to my dad's death and it was all finally over. But moving on from everything was not very easy.
"Wanna hang out today?" Damian, a friend from the arcade I usually visited texted.
Collecting all the remaining energy in my body, I got out of bed and jumped into the shower. Not really bothering to take out clothes beforehand, I washed my hair and looked at the reflection staring back at me in the mirror.
Was I really this cold? Did I really want to end things like this? Is this over now??
These questions played their way into my mind over and over again. The shower long forgotten I kept staring at the figure that looked back at me with the same confused expression.
