I woke up by hitting the floor face on. Groaning I shakily pushed myself off of the ground before I blinked blurry eyed at the ground as I stared at my hand's that was covered in bandages.
Sitting on my knee's with my feet tucked under my bum I had a peek at my knuckles to find them still bloody from before, chuckling I stumbled onto my feet and moved over to my bathroom where I pulled my bandages off and put my hands under water.
Snatching the disinfectant from the top shelf of my mirror cabinet and squirted it onto my knuckles, staring at my knuckles I smirk felt them sting.
Cracking my neck I looked at myself int he mirror and looked at poked at my cheek bone before I rubbed some ointment into my cut.
After moment of treating my hands and face I stretched, scratching the back of my head as I walked out of bathroom, bedrrom and collapsed on my couch and reached for the Scotch bottle.
Pouring some into a glass I pulled a ciggie out of a pack that was between the couch cushions and lit it up as I stuck it between my lips and turned my television on.
After a few minutes of me puffing and drinking as I stared at the commercials blankly.
Before I heard something. Frowning to myself as the sound became more high pitched and louder, causing me to wince, my eyes hurting as well as my brain.
I pushed my injured knuckles against my ear, the one that was holding my drink as I pushed the back of my other hand that held my ciggie while suddenly, my television glass exploded, the light bulb blew out and the glass in my hand did the same.
As soon as it came it stopped and slowly I pulled my hands from my ear's and looked up to see some gut standing there, staring at me with a frown on his face, "Who the fuck are you mate?" I growled, standing up as I noticed my bottle of scotch was no longer also.
"Shit..." I mumble, stumbling away from the couch as I walked over to the cupboard.
Opening it I found nothing but broken glass and liquor running like a river out of the top cupboard, "Fuck it. God damn you to hell you son of a-" I turned, only totrip over my own feet.
Someone wrapped their arms around me though and quickly pulled me up and I stared at him in annoyance, "Who are you? Why is s-some-"
"Not even thirty second's on the job and you're already intoxicated while I try to save you"
"Save me?" I scoffed as my head hammered even more, making me wince from the throbbing pain, "The only saving you is going to be an ambulance" I growled, trying to swing at him.
He effortlessly caught my fist and stared down at it in shock, "What happened to your-"
"Don't touch me you jack ass" I ripped my fist and myself away from him, stumbling backwards I tripped over my on feet and hit the floor and instantly fell asleep... I'm a variety drunk, I get from the class clown, to the bad ass, to an emotional wreck, to an extremely heavy sleeper to my favorite one - but that's one's a secret.
A/N: Hope you guy's like the Intro XD ~ Caitlin
