The next morning Rick woke up outside of a bar. He was confused to why he was in an alleyway. He had a headache and his ears were very sensitive to the sound. He just lay there thinking, trying to remember what had happened. He finally got up and walked onto the streets. So many people, too bright, so much noise. He was startled and was very drowsy and clumsy. He bumped into many people but they just gave a him a look and walked on. He found a bench and sat down. He was getting dizzy. He started having quick flashbacks. He started seeing Laura in the car, he seen him entering the bar, he remembered sitting at the bar alone and depressed. His ears started ringing when he was thinking about these things. He got even dizzier, his ears rang even more. Last thing he remembered was a suited man walking up to him before he passed out.
He woke up and checked his watch, it was 3:00 pm. He sat up and realized there was a bearded man in tight skinny jeans, a hoodie, and Vans shoes. He was very buff and scary looking. He sat up and just yelled the man," You stupid piece of crap, move!" The man took at step closer and stared. Rick got up and started to punch him. The other man punched back but Rick wouldn't back off. Rick eventually beat him and left. Rick went home and just slept and slept, he didn't have a care in the world of what was to happen.
He woke up the next morning and called Laura. She didn't answer and he left a voicemail saying, "Hey baby, sorry about the other day when I yelled, I didn't mean to it was just a rough time. After that I went to a bar and got drunk and slept in the alley. I woke up clueless and passed out on a bench. After I got up I fought a man, and won. I came home and slept for the rest of the night. I'm really sorry babe."
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The Beauty in a Black Sky
Short StoryThis is a little short story about a man and his mental state of mind