Prologue

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I can feel myself breaking, every part of my being shattering as those words fell from his mouth. My life that I once knew is over.

I feel hands on my shoulder and arms wrap around me, but I pull away I don't want to be touched. I don't want anyone anymore. I need to be alone. I need to let myself fall apart, because this time I can't bottle everything up.

I run to my car and speed off down the road tears blurring my vision. I shouldn't be driving but I didn't have another option. I needed to escape, I needed to run and hide.

I drive to my apartment, breaking the key in the lock so no one can follow me in. I didn't care for the pity or support. I grab the bottle of rum from the alcohol cabinet, I grab a shot glass and walk outside to the back yard.

Shot after shot I drown my sorrows. I feel my body numb as the alcohol starts to take control, the cool air that had originally sent shivers down my spine, isn't even a worry anymore. I was beyond drunk, the world spinning around me, my movements slow and uncoordinated. Yet I didn't care, I didn't stop. I just kept drinking, what was the point in stopping.

What did I have left to live for.

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