Our Secrets Revealed (A Metal Family Story)

Chapter 2: Hungover Mania

Lif awoke with a groan, finding her bed was empty and her window open. Dee had already left, much to her dismay. She knew he had to leave as soon as possible so that they both didnt get in trouble, but still.. she liked hanging out and talking with Dee. She atleast wanted a chance to say goodbye. Oh well, whatever.

Lif remembered to take her meds this morning, taking them out of the plastic daily counter thing that listed each day of the week on it. Swallowing them with a sip of ultra violet monster energy, she let out a sigh. She had work today. And she was slightly hungover from last night. Dammit.

Well, Lif didn't have to work until 3 pm. Surely, her hangover would go away by then, right? It wasn't even that bad anyway.

Despite knowing monster energy isnt good for hangovers, Lif continued to drink her monster until it was about half empty. She decided to leave the rest for later so she didnt fucking have a stroke.

Her hands were twitching.

Heading downstairs, she decided to fetch some good old electrolytes to help remedy her headache. She grabbed a powerade from the fridge and began to drink it slowly. She put the cap back on it and shut the fridge, already somewhat excited for today. Sure, she had work, but after work she could get as high as she pleased. Maybe she could even do some before work with her pen.

How sad was it that was Lifs main motivation. Getting high. Well, at least she had a motivation.

Honestly? She wasnt really feeling it today, though. She would go to work, sure, but even though she had plenty of time to do whatever, she opted to just stay in her room in her pajamas from last night and scroll on TikTok. Her for you page was full of alt people, stoners, animals, and just plain chaos.

Lif liked a few videos and laughed at a few more, before finally getting a text from Dee. "you ok?" It read. A soft smile graced her features, replying instantly with a "yea!!! are u okay?? :o" Was that a lie? Maybe. It wasn't like she was suffering, she just wasnt happy most of the time. Atleast Dee distracted her fron that feeling, even if he didnt know it. "im fine. thanks for last night. <3" Dee replied.

A few hours later of doing nothing in particular, it was time to go to work. Lif sighed, getting changed into her red employee shirt and a pair of black jeans.

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Finally, Lif was done with work and back in her pajamas. It was 3:03 am, she had been home for a few hours. This time she changed into a friday the 13th t-shirt and a pair of black skull pajama pants, with some of the skulls having santa hats on them. She thought they were cute.

God, as much as she liked having money to fund her weed and nicotine addiction, she hated the physical pain that came alongside standing in one spot for 7 hours. "Fuck.." She whined, cursing her genetics for her horrible body pain.

Lif then got the genius idea to cover that pain up with weed.

What, can you blame her?

She really wanted to hit her bong some more, but that would require standing up and going to the attic for that. So, Lif pulls out her pen and starts hitting it. Over, and over, and over. Until she can hardly keep her eyes open. Yeah, this was what she needed.

Pulling her phone out, she went back on TikTok. What else could she do? She didn't have work tomorrow, so she was kind of free to do whatever.. maybe she could finish that alcohol? No, no.. she should save it. Plus, that'd make her an alcoholic.

Maybe she could call Dee and they can finish up The Munsters? Or maybe she could make random outfits? Oh, or-

Was she manic? Or was she just high? Why was it so hard to tell? She took her meds.. maybe she needs a higher dose.

Whatever. It was fine if she was slightly manic. It was fun to be a little manic. Being so chaotic and hyper and loud and crazy.

Lif took a deep breath. In, and out. She needed to get her shit together before it got out of hand. Maybe she shouldn't invite Dee over.. yeah, she shouldn't.

Lif then stood up and balanced herself, going over to her closet and picking out random clothes to turn into outfits. She decided to make random outfits, kind of like playing dress up with herself. Heading into her bathroom, she locked the door despite there being nobody awake at this time.

The outfit she choose was a pair of black denim shorts, knee high socks, a black crop top sweater with a white sun and moon on it, a spiked choker, spiked and studded bracelets, her black knee high socks, and her black platform boots that went up to her mid calf.

She thought she looked pretty cute, for once. Maybe that was just the mania, but she didn't care.

She took the outfit off and set it to the side to be put away later, moving onto the next outfit she had brainstormed in her mind the day she bought these specific articles of clothing. She went through several skirts, shirts, pants, jackets, hats, necklaces, everything. She didn't know what the appeal was, but she was still having fun.

After about an hour of this, she looked at the time. It was past 4 am. Changing back into her pajamas, she thought for a moment. Lif should probably go to sleep, shouldn't she? Thing is, she wasnt tired. Even though she should be. Her solution to that? Hit a few blinkers and force herself to get tired. Ha, sucks to suck, mania.

Lif continued to do that until, yeah, she could hardly keep her eyes open anymore. Slowly drifting off to sleep, she let her music blast through her spotify. The song currently playing was "Violent Pornography" by System of a Down. What a perfect song go fall asleep too, Lif thought.