I am yours. {#Wattys2016}

28.

The only person I truly trusted betrayed me. All for his own sick pleasure. How could he be so dismissive of my feelings?

And Mitch. I could of told him that his "loyal" boyfriend cheated on him, but I didn't, because I'm not like that. If only I told him there and then. But I wouldn't ever do that, even though I had the opportunity to. I didn't because I'm not a spiteful person.

Home. Where I was truly alone. Where I was wallowing in my fury, and betrayal. I noticed an old friend of mine staring at me with its tempting eye.

Alcohol. The only friend who has stuck by me. The friend who helped me through the times where no human could comfort me. The only thing that could fix this poor broken soul.

I picked up the bottle and took a swig of the substance. I could feel its warmth fill my body. An internal warmth that only alcohol could give me. It felt so nice and I took another swig and I could feel myself unwind and relax. Another swig. My mind felt light and airy. I felt so peaceful and serene. Another one. I could feel my problems melt away. When I went to take another swig, nothing came out. It was empty and I could slowly feel my problems come back into my mind. I could feel all my bitter feelings re-arise. I threw the bottle across the room in an angered rage, only to hear it shatter.

I needed more.

I tried to stand up, but my legs weren't functioning. So I crawled into the kitchen and got another bottle. Something stronger. I took a huge gulp of this new substance and could feel a pleasurable burn go down my throat. This one clearly had a huge effect on my mind and I began to feel a little funny. It was like all my emotions hit me at once. Uncontrollable tears fell out of my eyes and I felt so compressed by sadness. So I took another drink. And another. And another till the bottle was finished.

I went through every single bottle of alcohol in my apartment, but nothing soothed the pain felt. It did control actions that I did. Maybe I would regret my actions, but I couldn't care less.

I laid down to let the alcohol work its action but it really wasn't working. I yet again, tried to get up and go to my bed, but as I stood up I fell straight onto the ground.

My vision went blank.