Something Great (Sequel to Something Borrowed)

Chapter 28: Drunk

 

Michael

“I can’t believe she’s getting married, man.” I whined before taking a long sip of beer. I frowned noticing that the bottle was now empty and  gestured to the bar tender to get me another one. Ever since I’d ran into Erin and found out about her engagement I’ve been feeling  depressed.  I just can’t believe she hadn’t talked to me in nine months and now she’s engaged. It should have been me. Me who put that ring on her finger. Me who gets to hold her tight at night.  Me who was getting ready to spend the rest of my life with the woman I love. It’s not fair. I’ve known and loved Erin far longer than that looser and he gets my girl. I was crushed and on top of that I had a rough week at work. I just really needed to relieve some stress.

“I can’t believe you’re sitting here whining about it. You look pathetic bro.” My brother Marlon tells me as he slowly sips his drink. I’d asked him and my youngest brother Randy to accompany me at the bar tonight. I wasn’t one to drink alone . In fact, I wasn’t one to drink at all but I couldn’t find any other outlet at the moment. My head was spinning, I was going on my third beer and I could  feel a strong buzz from the alcohol.

“Mar is right, Mike. You sound like a little broad.” Randy agreed. I frowned. “You wouldn’t understand. All you care about is what’s in between women’s legs. I actually love Erin.” I slightly slurred as I popped the top  off my new bottle of beer. I took a long sip of it before giving him a deathly glare. Randy rolled his eyes before popping a French fry into his mouth.  “Well why the hell did you marry Brooke in the first place??? You’re sitting up here crying about something you could’ve fixed years ago. You think Erin’s worried about you? Hell. To. The. No. She’s probably at home with her lover boy getting some while you sit here and drink your way into misery!” He spat. I could feel my blood boiling. I was angry with myself and Randy. I know was stupid for letting Erin go. That’s what hurt the most.

“I know I messed up, but I can fix it. I swear, I swear I can fix it.”  I slurred running my hands through my hair. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. When I did drink, I was known to get emotional and overly sentimental. I know I really shouldn’t be drinking right now but it was the only thing that brought me comfort.

Marlon sighed. “Randy’s right man. You had a chance and you blew it. Erin’s moved on. She’s getting married. Maybe you should too.” He replied. “I should get married?” I asked. I was completely positive I was fully drunk now. “I already did that shit.” I replied before downing the rest of my beer. I could hear  Marlon and Randy laughing loudly. I couldn’t see their faces that well though. “No Mike. What I mean is you should move on too.” Marlon replied. I sighed wondering if my drunken ears had heard them correctly. I couldn’t move on. I didn’t want to move on. Erin was meant for me. I frowned. “But, Erin’s my soul mate. We belong togetheeeer.” I whined. Marlon shook his head. “You are not Mariah Carey. You can get over her and you will. Starting tonight.” He replied. “ You can’t make me.” I slurred as I grabbed his glass of scotch from the counter and quickly gulped it down.  My older brother smacked his lips. “You owe me a drink, bro.”

“Hey Mike, look at that chick over there. She’s smokin.  Go talk to her or I will.” Randy commanded as he grabbed my face and turned it a certain direction  of a feminine figure that stood at the bar a few feet away. My vision was clouded with the affects of alcohol. I couldn’t really tell what the person looked like but by long brown hair that cascaded down their back, my drunken brain was smart enough to identify the species as woman. I sighed. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to a just carry on a conversation. Besides it had been forever since I’d had some female company.

“Fine.” I groaned as I got up from the barstool. My legs shook a bit. Randy gripped onto my shoulder to steady my balance. “Try not to have any more tonight and don’t forget to put the charm on.” He spoke before patting my back. My player’s card had long expired but I had a strong feeling I could renew it tonight.