A history of violence, a family riddled in paranoid schizophrenia alongside an excessive relationship with drugs, it was clear to any sensible person it was not a good idea to drive to France with Otis. I wasn’t a sensible person, which is why he considered me perfect for him.
Otis and I had been together for 6 months, our relationship has blossomed into a toxic shit storm, of vile triangular games fulled by drugs, alcohol, crime and abuse. I was hell-bent on going on holiday with him. You see, he hadn’t been away with a girl before