My Darling | Chalastor ✔

Chapter 14: Charlie's Wedding (1)

I woke up in an instant, utilizing my arms to lift me up. I sat up and started to pant, and place my hand on my head from the rush. I let out a hopeless sigh and pull myself together.

I walk into my bathroom and splashed some water on my face to wake myself up. I growled underneath my breath as I looked down at my sink, placing pressure on the sink using my hands.

I look at myself and wonder:

Does she even love me?...

I mean, I guess it's for the best anyways...

I love her, and since she doesn't know that I love her then, what's the point?

She's going to get married and I...I guess I can move on...

Maybe I'm overreacting but still..why is my heart aching so much?

I shake my head to the sides and let out a long sigh. I walked back into my room and changed, before heading to the bar and drowning myself in liquor.

I walked down the stairs of my apartment. My footsteps were all I could hear and my mind. My staff was in my grasp, twirling in its place. My face was pale and sad..

The entire way to the bar my face was different. The feeling I've felt over the past month changed into depression, you could say.

I make my way inside the bar and sit on the bar stool. The bartender gave me the usual, and I chugged it down to then place my forehead on the table.

"Why the long face?" He asked me. I raised my head and used my arm to keep my head from falling in the table. The bartender starts cleaning a glass with a rag waiting for me to respond.

    "Nothing good sir! I'm completely fine!" I say as I forcefully make a huge grin. My eyes dropped but my mouth didn't. The bartender looked at me until I broke down.

    "Alright alright. You see, the women I started to have feelings for, is getting married in a couple of hours!" I say with a quaking voice. The bartender continued in doing his thing, cleaning, but listening to everything I had to say. He gestured me to continue..

    "I'm so disappointed in myself for not trying harder for her and now, I'm paying the price: I have fallen into depression good sir.." I say with a sad tone of voice. The bartender stopped doing what he was doing and was ready to talk. He had thrown his rag over his shoulder and placed both of his hands on the bar table.

    "Look Al, I recommend telling her how you feel. You'll regret it for the rest of your life! Even if she gets married, you will feel relieved, trust me." He smiled at me, getting back to work. He served himself a shit of vodka and gave me one. We cheered and chugged it down the hatch.

    "Thank you kind sir, I owe you a drink!" I said before jumping out of my stool. He nods and turns around to clean more glasses. I pushed opens the doors and grinned hugely.

    I teleport to Dust's place and shake off some remaining of the demons stuck in the teleportation void. I know on his door and surprisingly, he took longer to answer the door.

    The nob finally unwinded and it opened to reveal a Dust in a gown. I snicker and he let me come in meanwhile he also rolled his eyes I annoyance. He closed the door and carefully walked over to the couch where I was sitting.