I walk towards the pier, the bridge inlined with empty beer bottles and waste. The wood boards creek as I walk across it, so I'm close to the water. The water crashes against the pole harshly so that it sends vibrations shooting up my body. The bottle of Vodka swinging loosely on the grip of my hand. Everything blurs into one, and I'm barely keeping myself upright. The alcohol makes my vision go fuzzy and I feel the burn in my throat. I blink away the layer of smoke coating my eyes and swig the bottle down my throat feeling the burn thrash through the pit of my stomach. I grab the bottle of pills from the back of my pocket and I feel someone grab my shoulders. I turn and his emerald eyes stare into mine. Before I know it everything goes blurry and his emerald eyes melt into me till theres nothing left.
YOU ARE READING
Hikikomori (ひきこもり)
FanfictionHikikomori (N.) an adolescent or a young adult who has withdrawn from social life, often obsessed with television, internet and video games, and rarely ever leaves one's room.
