---Trisha's POV ---
I slammed the glass down on the table.
The bartender just looked at me.
"What?" I asked pist off.
"Nothing,"he said.
"Then give me more booze!" I yelled.
He nodded.
God only knows how many shots I have taken in just one evening.
"That's enough,"someone said taking the glass out of my hands.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"My name is Shehry, and you are??" He asked.
"Pist off at this stupid guy. What do boys think? They can just leave girls whenever they want?" I asked.
"Wow! That's a long name,"he said.
I laughed at that.
"Trisha," I said.
"See now that I can remember,"he said.
"So that's why you are upset. Well, not all of us are the same,"he said.
"Wait. Your brown, why are you in a bar?" I asked.
He looked at me suprised.
"I can ask you the same thing,"he said. "But I already know why you are here."
I smiled at that.
"I'm here because this is a set. I'm supposed to be directing something, but you used up almost all the alcohol,"he said.
That's why the bartender was confused.
"I paid for it," I said.
"And tomorrow morning you'll pay more. Headache and vomiting wise. By the way Trisha, drowning your sorrows in alcohol isn't going to help you. Alcohol is only going to your life. So what I suggest is that you just talk it out with a friend," he said.
"Don't tell me what to do! Who the hell do you think you are? Listen here Mr. Nice guy, I don't need you to tell me what I should and shouldn't do!" I yelled at him.
He seemed shocked by that. Even I was suprised I said that.
I asked the bartender for more, but Shehry told him not to listen to me.
"Problem kya hai tumhari?!" I yelled at him.
"Woah! She is DRUNK!" One of his friends said joining him.
You look a little bit familiar.
"Ya. She is drowning her sorrows in alcohol," Shehry said.
"Tum!" I said to the other guy.
"Ya?" They both asked unaware of who I was talking to.
"Your Liza's boyfriend right?" I asked.
He nodded.
"Toh woh bi yaha kaha.." I said getting off the stool.
I almost tripped but got my balance.
"Kaha hai woh?" I asked.
"She's actually not here,"he said.
"Waqas, how does she even know her?" Shehry asked.
"How would I know?" Waqas asked.
"Acha. I'll find her. Just watch," I said.
I barely walked a few feet til I felt myself fall down and everything went black.
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Broken
FanfictionShe was full of broken things. They were scattered in her mind and in her heart. She often wondered if there was someone who had the strength and the patience to fix her.