Tw, alcohol.
We didn't even get out the door before Bri started getting tons of messages.
"Oh... hey, Lizzie? I'm gonna have to cancel.." I heard.
"Why?"
"I have a date... I'm sorry, how about another time?" She asked.
"Okay, I guess.." I said quietly.
"Thank you Lizzie!" She hugged me then went out the door. I slouched over to the couch. I laid down and turned on the Hallmark channel.
"Liz, Jackie and I are going out for drinks, wanna come?" Freddie asked by my feet.
"Not in the mood for drinks or third wheeling tonight, sorry." I told them sadly. "I just want to be alone."
"Alright... bye Lizzie we'll see you tomorrow." They both kisses my cheek and walked out. I hated being alone with my thoughts but I didn't want to be by anyone right now, especially Brianna. She ditched me for a date. Tears flowed down my cheeks as I went to the fridge and pulled out the beer stash. I wanted to get absolutely wasted tonight. I pulled the cap off the first bottle and chugged it. The cool liquid felt like heaven going down my throat.
"This isn't going to do what I want fast enough." I grumbled to myself and pulled out the vodka. I chugged half the bottle not even wincing at the burn. I was starting to feel something. It still wasn't enough to numb the pain. I started sobbing because it wasn't fast enough. I drank more and more. Pretty soon the bottle was empty and I was reaching for whiskey. I didn't even care for a glass and got to the action. The sweet taste of bourbon filled my mind. I pulled the bottle down when I saw fit and panted. "She doesn't love me." I sobbed and smashed the vodka bottle on the ground. It make a loud shatter. "Sheeee doesn't fffffucking lovvvvvvee m-me!" I slurred. "Why d-did sh-she l-leave me? FOR A LOUZZZY DAAAATE!" I yelled at nothing. I don't know how much time had passed by then. "This is her fault!" I had been sober for two whole months but now I messed it up, Brianna had helped me get over my addiction and I messed up all of our hard work.
"Lizzie?" I heard a million voices behind me but I couldn't point to one. The one thing I did see was a beautiful face. She wasn't beautiful anymore. She started walking towards me.
"Get away from me!" I scowled. "I don't want to talk to you! You ditched me for some bitch, for some date. This just proves one thing! I'm not important to you.. I've always been number two, I'm the one in love with you. Why am I still fucking in love with you!? I'll tell you why! You are the most goddamn beautiful woman in the world. You are so smart, you know everything! You hair is the curliest I've ever seen, your legs make me horny and if I wasn't already a bottom I would be for you! God, whenever I look at you it makes me want to scream your name in pleasure! Even now my panties are fucking soaked!" I screamed. I don't know why I told her that. I ran up to my room and shut the door. "Fuck this isn't my room." I muttered but I was too tired to care. I plopped down on the bed and curled up in a ball and fell asleep.
