Monica??? Where are you???" a voice called off in the distance. It was a familiar voice, yet she couldn't place where she had heard it before. "Hello???" She replied, her voice shaking and her body trembling as she sat on some form of concrete. "Monica sweetie???" The voice repeated. She slowly stood up and made her way down a dark corridor, following the voice. "I love you" she heard in a whisper "I love you so much" the voice continued. Suddenly a loud screaming rang through Monica's ears and she fell to the floor, a stabbing pain running to her gut. "Just one!" The voice screamed "just one!" It repeated over and over until... silence. "What?!" Monica finally retaliated "just one what?!" She shouted out at the nothingness surrounding her. Suddenly a hand appeared on her shoulder and Monica turned to see a man looking down on her. He was wearing a dark cloak-like-sheet that covered his face and in his hand was a bottle. Monica leaned forward and immediately recognised the bottle in hand. It was her half empty bottle of vodka shE had left in the van. "Just one drink"
YOU ARE READING
Saving her
FanfictionMonica's 18, just out of High School and has a slight underage drinking problem (and she's not fat) and Chandler's 19 and has dropped out of college to run away and live on the road. What happens when Monica goes with him? (I'm so bad at summaries) ...
