i'm Psycho on the Low-low

~*~Blue eyed Hottie~*~

Out of all the nights I've had, this is by far the worst. I left the hospital hours ago, watching my mother die.

The cancer she has been struggling with, finally caught up to her and she died painfully.

Remembering the last words she told me, made me choke a sob and tears rolled down my cheeks.

" Take care of yourself"

Quickly wiping my tears away, i drown my 10th glass of vodka.

I know drinking wouldn't bring her back but it made it less painful and i had a feeling i was going to drink myself to death.

Hearing a thud, a man sighs taking a seat beside me.

" how' your night going?"

he politely asked. facing him made my mouth water but in the state i was in, i knew better.

"obviously not good"

Grabbing the bottle next to my glass, i poured myself another drink.

" I apologize for my rude reply but i'm having a shitty night and i don't want to be bothered right now."

taking a sup from his beer, his eyes never left mine. He was studying me and i kinda felt intimidated but at the same time, i wasn't.

My throat was now numb from the amount of alcohol i consumed, making it easier to drink and i stared at the table.

I probably looked like a unsalable mess but i didn't really care about anybody's opinion. After a couple more second of silence, he spoke up and i rolled my eyes in annoyance.

Does he not get that i don't want to be bothered right now?

I face the man in boredom and he chuckled at my stare.

" Forgive me staring, you're just beautiful."

i wasn't shocked at his compliment cause i knew i was and it wasn't the first I've heard that compliment.

I'm not some stuck up bitch, i just know i'm not ugly and i know that i defend myself when called that.

" well can you stop? it's creepy."

So many emotions were already fucking with me and i didn't want to loose control and snap on this guy but he was making it harder to not break down.

Deciding just to leave for some fresh air, i grab my purse and exit the building. My body wanted to sleep but i refuse to sleep so i pulled out a cigarette to wake me up.

Lighting it, i inhale deeply as i looked at the sky, enjoying the piece and quiet.

I never really liked the quiet that much but tonight. i do and i'm going to make it last before it's gone.

I am disturbed by the man from inside. Two bottles were held in his hand and he sighed taking a seat beside me.

" Please forgive me, i was trying to read you."

i scoff at his comment and blow out the smoke from my cigarette.

" And did you?"

I grab the bottle of Hennessy he had and take a big sip.

" you lost someone very important to you huh?"

My body completely froze and my heart began to beat incredibly fast. Not only was he correct, it was also very personal.

A tear rolled down my cheek and i looked away, embarrassed at my behavior.

" It was my mother."