Marvel Imagines

Drunk

⚠️Alcohol and Drug Mention⚠️
• Non-Binary Y/n •

I walk over to Maria at the bar. As I sit down I ask her, "Why are these parties always so boring?"

She pours her drink, "Honestly, it only gets good when you get dancing." She tells me while laughing. I see her push a martini glass to me.

I look down at it with hesitation, "Maybe I'll drink later." I tell her pushing it back towards her. I try stay clean.

I notice Maria look down at the bar, "Can I ask you something?" She looks back up and smiles.

I look at her, "Was that it?" I ask her rather annoyed and sarcastically.

She laughs a little and sighs, "No, it wasn't." Then looks at me.

I tilt my head at her, "What is it then?" I ask her and smile. She doesn't respond to me so I ask her again, "Maria, what is the question?"

She shrugs at me, "Nothing, don't worry about it." Then walks away.

I watch as she walks away and look at the group. I turn back and look at the full martini glass and touch my hand to the glass.

I hesitantly pick it up then swallow it in one gulp. I bounce my leg a little before reaching over to the other side of the bar grabbing a bottle of rum.

I take of my sneakers and pick them up before walking to an open door far away from the others. I look at the bottle then open it, taking a sip.

Some hours later, I'm sat down with a few bottles rolled around me.

Wanda walks over to me slowly. She says my name. I look over at her knowing that a lecture is abot to leave my mouth. Before she opens her mouth again I snap, "Don't dare lecture me. I'm not up for it."

She looks at me and turns her head a little, "Okay, but why have you drunk so much?" She asks me.

I look at her. "Why the fuck not." I tell her. I look like I've had a few shots. I could easily pass as being sober I'm still functioning thay well.

She looks back at me and says, "Y/n, come on. Let's get you to bed." I glare at her as I take another sip from my fifth bottle of rum.

She steps towards me. "Get the fuck away from me!" I yell at heras I get up and walk away drinking from the bottle again.

I feel a tight grasp around my arm, "What the hell happened to you?" She shots back at me.

I look at her, "What happened to me?" I question her. "What happened to me." I shove her of me.

She looks at me with tears in her eyes, "Yes. What happened to my best friend!" She shouts at me stepping back from my violent act.

I look around to see everyone surrounding us. I see my ex-girlfriend, Natasha, and I point at her. I smile at her with tears in my eyes, "She happened to me! She left me when she promised."

Everyone looks at Natasha. Wanda turns as do the others, "What?" My best friend asks. "You did what?" She looks at Natasha, who has tears in her eyes.

I shout as tears roll down my face, "She left me. She promised to help me stay sober and clean." I look at her, "So now I'm drunk. Or high."

Natasha looks at my guiltily with tears in her eyes, "Y/n, I'm so sorry."

I look at her, "Now you're sorry?" I ask her. She nods. "Now you're sorry!" I yell at her throwing the bottle on the floor. I scoff and walk out the building.