Behind The Screen 🔞 (Completed)

Day • 8

Yesterday was just a bunch of bullshit for me, I was starting to lose my shit. But I wasn't going to let it get to me. I think. Because if I let it get to me, then I'll end up stressing myself out. I don't want to do that.

- come on Ross, why don't you tell me why you don't remember me, eh? Why don't you like my texts. You used to when we first met. You said a lot of things so you did. Where's the Ross that was rebellious?

I just stare at the texts, there's no saying what was on my mind anymore. I come out of the messages on my phone and just quickly check the time of when my favourite bar is going to open, I need to get away from this house.

It's open now, it's like roughly 5pm, I guess it's open early. Might as-well head there as I did get paid today.

I grab my shoes and jacket, and of course my phone and wallet. I can't ever leave without these things. They're my life source, lol. Dramatic? Maybe so.

I head down to the bar and take a seat. I stare over the messages and sigh to myself. I ask the barman for a vodka and coke, double. I down that. But I wanted something stronger.

"Give me a strong shot, I've heavily stressed right now and I want to erase my memory for now" he does as asked, I down that within seconds. Oh god.