10) what if i cant forget you

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I feel stupid. Why didn't I listen to Justin. After my first drink I couldn't stop and every time Justin wasn't looking I poured myself another drink, then another, then another and now I'm wasted.

But I couldn't stop, the alcohol gave me a feeling of false happiness even though it was only temporary. But that's the problem, I didn't want temporary, I just want to be happy permanently. And that's why I couldn't stop. I wanted happiness and this is the best I can get.

I think Justin noticed because he looked at me and immediately came up to me, eyes full with mixed emotions. Fear in case I went back to my old ways, concern to whether I was okay, sympathy because he knew how much I was hurting. Finally disappointment but not a horrible type, the type which held care and a need to help.

Everything was a blur really, I could feel my head spinning as I fell onto my bed for the hundredth time, laughing for no reason.

Justin came up to me and held me up to stop me from falling on the bed again " oh kellin...how many drinks did you have" Justin asked with sympathy. I just giggled and swung my head around to look at him.

"On-hiccup-only o-one" I replied with a hiccup, trying my best to hold in a laugh to which I failed miserably and burst into a fit of giggles. Justin sighed and looked at me then at the glass in my hand that was half empty. Picking it up and going to the bathroom.

"HEY-hiccup- GIVE IT..GIVE IT B-BACK" I shouted stumbling after him, not realising everyone's confused stares.

I stumbled into the bathroom, bouncing off every wall on my way. As I entered the bathroom I saw Justin pour the alcohol down the sink.

"WHY'D YOU-hiccup-DO THAT" I shouted watching my dignity go down the sink along with the alcohol.

"Because kellin you need to sober up and realise what you're doing" Justin said whilst washing out the glass then filling it with water. "Here drink, now" Justin demanded handing me the glass. I huffed but did as I was told.

Justin did everything to sober me up, he even poured water over me!

As soon as I was sober it was like I was hit by a huge brick of realisation, and I had a desperate need to pee so Justin left me alone for a couple of minutes.

When Justin came back I immediately burst into tears. He hugged me and tried his best to soothe me but I was to lost in my stupid thoughts again. What if I went back to my old ways. Everyone would hate me. They already do. Come on drinking made you happier than you've ever been, you can't block it out again. URGH THESE STUPID VOICES WONT SHUT UP. "Justin.. I don't wanna be like that again. I can't be like that again, I don't know what to do. But what scared me the most is that I felt so happy with the alcohol and I felt the need for more and that's how it started before Justin. What do I do" I cried. Justin just continued to soothe me because what else could he really do. I was broken and I couldn't be fixed. The only way I could be re built was to start from the very beginning and change everything I've done.

Okay super short chapter but it felt right to stop there, again super sorry for taking ages to update I still have bad writers block and a lot of stuff has happened recently that i don't wanna talk about, I'll try to update more so yer byeeeeeee ~lucy

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