The Voice Mails [#Wattys2017]

Where is He?

I was trying not to bother myself but couldn't help thinking about him. 

"Where is he?"

"Where he could be? How can I look for him?"

"Is he lost? Was he just trying to play with me?"

"Did he liked me? Or did he not and that was a little deception? "

"Is it that he does so with every young lady he hits upon? "

So many questions that I was asking myself and had no answer at all.

I went back to the hotel. I was feeling sick. I had bought a cheap whiskey on the way back. I took the keys and  walked to my room. I did not change, didn't took a shower , went straight to the balcony. Sat on the railing, I just drank. A peg, then two, then three, then more then I broke threw off the glass as hard as I could,  far off the hotel.. So far from the vicinity!  I remember tears rolling down my eyes. I drank directly from the bottle now. I drank till the lost drop and then threw the bottle far off as well.

I got down from the railing came back in dragging my feet. It was hard to move. The bed took too long to reach. I slept without changing.

                                

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