stan
my eyes open only to be blinded by the sunlight coming in from my blinds. my head starts to pound and i groan covering my face with my pillow.
"fucking fantastic." i grumble to myself. i sigh and put my pillow beside me and stare up at my ceiling, trying to calm my pounding head down before having to go on with my day.
i couple minutes go by before i grab my phone on my nightstand, turning it on.
9:45
reminder: group today at 1 pmi groan before throwing my legs over the side of my bed putting my head in my hands and rub my temples. i stand up, almost losing my balance before heading to my kitchen.
i grab a glass and began to fill it with tap water. i shut the tap off and grab some headache medicine and down a few pills.
"ugh." i look around the counter to find an almost empty liquor bottle. i grab the bottle and down the rest of it, because the only way to clear up a hangover is with more alcohol am i right?
i head to my bathroom turning on the shower and grab a towel and set it on the towel rack beside the shower. i look at my reflection studying my face, the dark circles just wont go away my hair is all over the place and my stubble is starting to come in. geez i look rough.
i sigh and take off my sweatpants and boxers before getting into the shower. i quickly wash my hair and body, i stare up at the shower head as the water rains down on my body going to the floor and down the drain.
"what a great fucking day today is gonna be." i grumble before turning off the shower and getting out. i grab the towel and dry off before putting it around my waist.
i turn on the faucet grabbing my shaving cream and squirting it into my hands then rubbing onto my face. i wash my hands off and grab my razor and begin to shave.
once i finish i wash the shaving cream residue off and look up at my reflection, hating what i saw. my face was broken out in some spots and looked rather dull.
i step out of my bathroom and into my room, i open up my closet and grab a t shirt. i place the shirt on my bed before going to my dresser and pull out a pair of boxers and jeans. i take of the towel and throw it in the general area of my laundry basket. i get dressed and pick up my phone.
10:56
reminder: group today at 1 pmgood i have a few hours until i go to group. i hated going to group but its what my family wanted, they hated the path ive gone down. wasting my life away and burying my sorrows in the sweet sensation of liquor, it was the only thing that would make me feel anything in this cold dark world.
i walk over to my computer turning it on and begin to set up my recording equipment. yes im a steamer i make enough money to get by, its the only place i feel like people actually like me and my stupid jokes.
i get everything set up to play some sims 4 since people have been requesting it.
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i play for little while before saying goodbye to my fans and log of the stream. i look at the time.
12:17
i sigh and get up putting on my jacket and hat. i grab my phone putting it in my pocket. i head to the door and put on my shoes, grabbing my keys and cigarettes.
i walk out my apartment and lock it behind me. i walk over to the stairs and walk down the couple of flights to the parking garage below the building for residents. i walk over to my car unlocking it and get in. i light up a cigarette and start the car. i roll my window down slightly and begin to back out.
i turn the radio on flipping through some stations before i land on a pink floyd song, deciding to keep it there. i pull onto the main road and drive for a little while eventually pulling up to a small building.
i park my car in the back part of the small parking lot. i finish my cigarette and flick in somewhere on the concrete. i roll up the window and shut of the car. i step out and look up at the building debating if i should go in today, but something tells me i should go today. i shut the door and lock it.
i start my short journey to the door, i open the door and step inside.
"good morning mr. marsh." the check in lady says.
"mornin." i mumble out as i sign in.
"they've already started setting up if youll go ahead down the hall to room c."
"thanks." i say as i walk down the hall, honestly i dont even know the girls name, i dont care to know.
i step into the room, it filled with the normal five people with a couple new ones. i take a seat in the middle of the circle. some small talk to happening between some of the group members but i dont zone in, they weren't talking to me anyway.
the door close and everyone begins to settle down and sit down.
"good afternoon everyone i will be your new counselor while mrs. johnson is on maternity leave."
i look at the person across from me and is meet with the most beautiful green eyes i have ever seen.
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Counselor, help me. //Style(stanxkyle)
Fanficstan is an alcholic looking for help with his addiction, but these group counseling doesn't seem to help at all. until a new counsler joins the group and helps stan see the light in his dark clouded world.