Crap. You tried carefully unfolding it but it just crumbled to the floor, just like your hopes. What now?!
SLAM! The whole flat shook as Sophie kicked the door shut. You heard her muttering as she through her bag to the ground and walked (stormed) into the kitchen. Opening a few cupboards she pulled out a mug, instant coffee and a bottle of brandy. Still muttering to herself she pushed down the button of the kettle. Raising an eyebrow you coughed and she spun run to see you standing there for the first time.
“Bad day?” you asked staring down at the items she got out of the cupboard. “You don’t want to know” She murmured to herself. “Ah come on Soph, you know you can tell me” You said, deliberately getting in her way as she went to pick up the kettle of its stand. “Move out of the way” She said glaring up at you. “Not until you tell me what’s wrong” you retorted. “Screw it!” She yelled, forgetting about the coffee she grabbed the bottle of brandy and took a long swig from the bottle. “Sophie!” you screamed, wrenching the bottle out of her hands and jumping out of the way as some splashed to the floor. “What!?” She shrieked anger flashing across her face. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” you asked, giving her a look of concern. “It's none of your goddamn business!” Sophie spat back at you. Wow. This wasn’t like her at all.
Turning on her heel she stormed out of the kitchen. Quickly you followed her and managed to slip into her room before she slammed the door shut. Obviously to engrossed in her furious muttering she marched over to a little cabinet in the corner of the room and produced from the back a small bottle of Vodka. Not the cheap kind you buy from the local supermarket but the very expensive kind. You stared as she pulled off the lid and took a big drink, screwing up her face as the liquid hit her throat. As she went for a second drink you advanced into the room and pushed her out of the way, obviously a lot harder then you expected as she fell to the floor, the bottle rolling to the corner. You snatched it up and screwed the lid on before staring down at Sophie who was now violently shaking on the floor.
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Hey, I Love You
Teen FictionEmily's life was very normal until she finds a note next to her at a club. Follow her as she tries to discover the mystery behind her perfect man. Will it all work out? Who is he? Are things as they seem?
