The Lonely Whore

FML

A few hours later, we are in town. Me and my brother Jake. Of all the people in that car, he had to survive. They take us back to the house. They have an officer stay with us for a few days. They say they will leave when I turn 18, in a few days. I guess I'll live, for now. They say I can adopt my brother.

Jake runs straight up to his room. He slams the door, jumps onto his bed, and a muffled cry comes out of his room.

"Come on out. It's me. You can talk me.", I say. he doesn't respond. Fuck it, I say to myself. It's about 9:00. I walk across the street. There is the night club and bar.
I'm only 17. Turning 18 in a f re w days. Me and my friends have had a few drinks before, so I'm a little hesitant to go to the bar tonight.

As soon as I walk in, they are playing loud music and there are tons of people. I've never been to a bar by myself, so this freaks me out a little. There is a weird blue light that replaces.......regular light? I already feel dizzy, just walking in. I go to the counter and ask for a sangria.

Within a few sips, I'm so dizzy, I can't see the room.

The last thing I hear is, "How are you, hot babe?"