The Forgotten Cimorelli

Drunk

LISA:

I do worry about Belle sometimes, I just find it difficult to understand what is going through her mind, like why would she want to drink at such a young age and yes, I know about her drinking, I share a room with her, you can smell it on her as soon as she enters the room , from the window which is also another reason I know she's drinking, she never comes through the door when she's drunk incase my family smell it on her so she uses the window instead.

Anyway, she has so much to give in life,I just don't understand why she would ruin that , i mean she's so smart and she's a great singer, she has such a bright future ahead of her and she's wasting it for some so called friends , if they were really her friends they would help her see sense and stop her from rebelling against out family.

I just want to help her, but every time I get close to her she just pushes me away, how am I supposed to help her if she won't let me, gosh it's so frustrating.

BELLE:

I'm just getting ready for a party at my friend Chelsea's house, I'm excited but I cannot let my family know there is going to be alcohol otherwise ill have to sneak out of the window instead of out the door.

Later that day-

I arrived at Chelsea's later that night, my parents thought I was staying over so I had packed a few things when really all I was going to be doing was partying.

When I got to her house, i saw the alcohol sitting there staring at me, I ran straight over there picking up a bottle of alcohol and pouring it down my throat.

After a while I noticed a boy, a very good looking boy, he then wandered over to me and we started talking, I cannot really remember what we were talking about but I remember his name, Joseph. anyway we started to dance a little, very badly, but we were both under the influence of alcohol so I had a good reason to be a crap dancer,later on we moved to the

corner of the room and began kissing, he then told me that his family were away and he was alone at his house and If we wanted to go back to his, I agreed and drunkenly we staggered back to his, when we got back there he asked if I wanted a drink and then came back with a glass of vodka, I took the glass from him and drunk it quickly. he asked if we wanted to take things to the bedroom, so we went upstairs and well you can probably guess what happened.