After a smuggling another bottle of vodka from his father's collection of rarely-touched alcohol in the basement up to his bedroom later that night before just because the thought of life hadn't disappeared yet, Andy woke up the next morning feeling exhausted and like he needed a shower.
He sat up slowly, blinking away whatever was in his eyes, the skin on his arms, legs, face, hands, torso, and just about everywhere covered in a sticky feeling. A good majority of the sheets and mattress was wet; soaking wet, and it was all a mystery until Andy spotted the bottle if vodka lying on it's side on the edge of the bed still dripping the remnants on the floor.
In the full-length mirror, a foreign creature stared back at him, an alien, someone Andy Six had never seen before.
He ran a hand through his tangled hair, unstyled and back to its natural curl. Tear stains streaked across his face, puffy, bloodshot eyes.
He was a mess an he needed to escape it.
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Cheater (a Scandy fanfic)
Romance"I will await, dear. A patient of eternity, my crush." The tears began to fall. And then really came, pouring like a flood. And then a painful and angry scream pierced the empty air, begging for the love that it once felt again. *PG-13 for MILD la...
