Derek had almost made it a month without Emily by his side. For that almost month he had been able to fool himself into thinking that he was alright. But all that it had taken to expose that lie had been having one more encounter with Emily.
He had returned to the penthouse after seeing her and had become quick friends with the bottle. A decision that he had known was the wrong one from the very beginning, but he had still gone through with it. Even worse, after he had woken up from the first drinking binge with his mother there.
Derek had not stopped after she had left. He had continued, proceeding to get supremely wasted. Which was why he currently found himself at the bottom of the stairs. Staring at what seemed to be a mini shrine on the first step.
He also had Emily's coat around his shoulders. The material barely covering him. On top of the bottles of alcohol, Emily's embroidered piece had been placed on top of the glass.
