Axel: Liar, drama queen, whore and now addict. I’m guessing if you made it this far, you already know who am I or who you think I am. But you’d be wrong. My own damn family doesn’t have a clue who I am or what I’m capable of. All I know is,I crawled out of the bowels of hell to get clean and what do I have to show for it? No one by my side and no one praying to make sure I see another day. Everyone else paired up and went off together. Where does that leave me? Don’t I get my fucking happily ever after? Lake: Man of God, that’s my new job title. The only other time I ever felt a ‘calling’ this strong was when there was a needle in my arm. I’ve dodged bullets and stared down too many barrels to be called a ‘pure soul’, but I’m working on it. Every day I find more and more to be thankful for, more to celebrate. But you see, there’s this person who knows just how to get under my skin and push all the right buttons. Do I resist the pull this time? Or will it be just another addiction that will take me under?