Jason Stackhouse had just witnessed his entire existence being wiped away as though it was nothing, nothing but a piece of shit. Everything that he and Hoyt Fortenberry had been through had been wiped clean. His best friend, 'Bubba' would never remember him again, he had lost the only best friend he ever had. And it was all his fault, if he had just keep his hands and his Johnson in his damned pants like Sookie always used to say then he wouldn't be in this shit now.
He slammed the door to Merlotte's open as he stormed out into the Merlotte's parking lot, tears brimming in his eyes as he stormed across to his truck, letting his fists take out all the frustration and anger on the bonnet, he began pounding it with his fists. He didn't care anymore, he had well and truly fucked up.
He had lost Hoyt, nothing else mattered to him.
He slammed the door to Merlotte's open as he stormed out into the Merlotte's parking lot, tears brimming in his eyes as he stormed across to his truck, letting his fists take out all the frustration and anger on the bonnet, he began pounding it with his fists. He didn't care anymore, he had well and truly fucked up.
He had lost Hoyt, nothing else mattered to him.