Can You Hear My Scream

Luna, 12 AM

Luna:

12 AM.

I'd been here since 10, and I had found the alcohol supply. Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol. Alcohol tastes good. Alcohol. I haven't had alcohol in forever, and- hey! Is that tequila?! Smart hosts, hiding it in the cabinet. I'll save that for later, after I drink this alcohol.

I took a bottle of Corona, and took a quick sip to adjust to the taste. Then, I downed it all in one go. I felt the buzz and adrenaline rush through me. I slammed it down, and sighed. Jeez, alcohol.

I was an eighth grader in a college party. I found half a bottle of scotch in the lower cabinets, and popped it open. This stuff was disgusting, but kind of strong. I didn't like scotch. I took a sort swig, exhaling while swinging my arm back. Unfortunately, it collided with someone's chest, spilling everything. Who was she? I didn't recognize her.

"Oh! I'm so sorry, uh, what's your name?" I apologized.

"Uh, you look a little too young to be holding this stuff," the girl said. "My name is Mynx."

"Too young? Darn, I'm just short," I laughed, lying.

"Oh, really? Sorry," she said. Great, she bought it. Now you're officially a star liar.

Oh, shut up. I scowled. I did not like lying but I needed this tonight.

Mynx looked at me, probably wondering why I was scowling. "I'm sorry," she apologized again. "Do you want some more?"

"No, the scotch wasn't that good anyway," I smiled.

When she left, I rolled my eyes. Gee, what a waste of a drink.

You're being an inconsiderate brat.

Please shut up. You'd do the world a favor if you would just shut up.

The voice didn't respond back, and that was fine by me. I filled a cup with some sort of vodka that I had never heard of before, and drank it. I loved the burning sensation blossoming from my chest to the rest of my body. It made me feel like I could do something other than schoolwork. I felt alive.