The Woman with the Red Umbrella

CHAPTER 8

Brit POV

I was at my apartment, drowning myself with work, alcohol and cancer sticks.

"Why.. why did she do this to me?"

"I can't..."

"You are my everything, my whole world"

I sobbed everyday..as the days passed by,I felt so broken, am I not important to her?,am I just I toy?.

My apartment is so messed up,it's dirty everywere.

Trash can be seen all over the place.

Bottles of alcohol piled up on some parts of the floor.

I tried going out, but I guess I can't..I still can't..

Trix called and texted me several times, I ignored all her calls.

I've read her messages, saying she wanted to meet up and talk.

She says that she doesn't want us to break up.

I went to the bathroom,standing in front of the mirror.

My face looks awful..

I sighed then went to my room to get some clothes.

At least the bathroom is clean.

I took an hour in the bathroom...

I cried and cried, cursed myself for not being enough, for being a loser.

My heart is really shattered, it hurts so much..

I've done everything I can possibly do for her, so why?...

After taking a shower, I put on my clothes then went to the kitchen.

I took some alcohol and glass.

Drinking can numb my pain for awhile..

I walked towards the living room , sat on my couch then drank the fucking alcohol.

The burning sensation envelop my throat, my body felt hot and I felt so dizzy.

Then my phone started ringing.

I hope it's not her..

I took out my phone and stared at it, I can't read the name well, my vision is blurry.

So I just answered it.

"Hey Brit!, wanna hang out?"

"Umm..who are you?" I asked.

"It's me Jenny!, that's sad...you forgot my name.." Jen said.

"Oh! Jen!, how's it going?!" I said excitedly.

"Are you okay?, you sounded drunk." Jen said worriedly.

"I'm okay, always okay...fine, just fine" I said as I chuckled.

"You're not okay Brit. Where do you live? I'll go there." She said.

"I'm okay, don't worry..just tired.." I said.

"I'll still go there. Wait for me." Jen said then ended the call.

I threw my phone on the coffee table then I laid myself on the couch.

My eyes are getting heavy.

I just stared at the ceiling for several minutes.

My body is so tired, I guess I'll just sleep.

Then everything went blank.

--------------------

"Brit! are you there?! open the door!"