Not a Dream | DNF

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Song recommendation: Another Love-Tom Odell

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I texted him.

Me
Heu,I'm sorrry!
I fidn't mean to male u angry!

Dumbass
George?
Are you ok?

Me
Yeah, the best
I just loge my life and how i destrou everything i love
doesn't thar seem masochistic

Dumbass
George what are you up to?
What did you do?
I am worried! What's going on?

Me
Ouch I jyst broke it
I have to get more and I am gona be back in a tini tiny bit:]

Dumbass
What did you break?
George I am coming to check up on you!

I go to the kitchen and open the cabinet of alcohol I see a bottle of some liquor so I get it and go back to the bathroom where there is glass everywhere from the broken vodka bottle. There is pain in my hand but I don't feel it as much and don't care about the red liquid coming out of it.

I keep drinking and after a while I hear something downstairs. Someone is yelling but I cannot put my finger on who it is.
I see the bathroom door open and there stood Clay with horror in his eyes. I smile at the sight of him.

"Omg George what did you do?"

"Nothing I am just celebrating the end of another thing I love."

"What are you talking about?"

"Well I fucked it up, my friendship with you I mean. You yelled and got angry because i disappointed you like I always do. So here is to that"

I was about to take another sip of the alcohol when i felt it ripped from my hands. Before I can decipher what is going on. I am lifted of the floor and carried. Seconds later I feel the soft mattress of my bed.

"Clay are you mad at me?"

"No George, I am not. But you should go to sleep!"

"And you know what you should do?"

"And what is that?"

"Kiss me!"

I feel him stop moving for a second.

"No George,you don't mean that. That's the alcohol speaking."

I swear I could hear him say:

"I wish you were sober"

After that i felt the blanked pulled over me and a hand brushing through my hair. I fell asleep after that.

When I woke up to my alarm the next day, my head is pounding. I don't remember much just the bathroom and a bottle of vodka.

I look at my phone and see that Clay had messaged me.

Dumbass
Call me when you wake up!

When I click on the notification, I see the text chat from the previous night. Well shit.

I press the call button and not long after he picked up.

"Good morning! I am gonna take it that you saw my text."

"Yeah, jesus my head is killing me."

"I would guess so after how drunk you were."

"I don't remember shit!"

"Go get ready, I am gonna be there in 15."

"ok , see ya!"

I hang up and go to the bathroom where everything was clean. I brush my teeth and got a brisk shower to wake me up. I go to my wardrobe and get a pair of blue cuffed jeans, a white polo and a graphic t-shirt.

I put on socks and shoes, grab my backpack and I am out of the door.