Sweet Dreams

I screamed. I couldn't hold it back anymore. I just fell on the floor and began screaming. What had I done? Which one of the many wrong turns that I've made led to this? How could I let this happen? What were they thinking? Who were they with? Did they hate me? Had they hated me this whole time while I was oblivious to life? What had been so wrong with my life that I had to drink it away? At this point, I would never drink another drop if it meant having them back in my life. After a while, my screaming quieted and the tears dried. I glared at him and stalked off to my bedroom. After slamming the door, I threw myself on my bed and hoped for sleep.