A Drink For Your Sorrows? “Bartender! Another!” I yelled towards Jared, “Just keep them coming!” Jared glared at me and placed another whiskey in front of me. “Don’t make me cut you off, Klaus,” Jared warned me. I chugged down my drink and rubbed the picture of Tessa. My sweet, sweet girl would have been twelve today. Jared placed another drink in front of me and looked at me with concern. “I know you’re hurting Klaus, but it’s been over two years since she passed aw–” “Don’t!” I cut him off. “You need to let this go. I know you’re in pain, but you can’t keep drinking down your problems.” “Stop! Just stop Jared. Don’t act like you know what I’m going through! I don’t have to take this from you right now. I have enough on my plate.” I quickly stood up and grabbed my new cup of whiskey. Unable to keep my balance, I tripped and spilled my drink on my already white-stained shirt, and on the floor. Great. Just what I needed right now. …show more content…
You’re done for the day Klaus! Get outta here, go home and sleep this off,” Jared told me. “Don’t tell me how to live my life!” I screamed, not caring that I was causing a scene. “My baby should’ve had her birthday today. If I hadn’t messed up that one day then I wouldn’t be in this situation!” I threw my glass across the room and grabbed the nearest bar stool with one hand and hurled it at the
As the dizziness of Vodka washed over Scarlett’s brain. Sebastian’s image washed over Molly’s. It was Molly’s first time at a party like this, after all she did like her innocent reputation. Scarlett however was not a newcomer to highschool parties that ended in vomit, her rebellion wouldn’t let her miss a single party all summer and she decided that this time she’d drag Molly down with her. Scarlett stood suddenly, where is Zavier anyway? Her boyfriend had been missing for about an hour and being drunk wouldn’t help him stay faithful, Scarlett tried to move forward but her legs felt like jello and she fell over on to the floor. Spontaneous laughter sounded from her as she realized she had fallen, Molly laughed as well as she stood to help her friend from the floor.
“Do you not like beer Alex? I can grab you something else,” John gestured over to the table of drinks in the corner of the room. Alex shook his head again. John gently took Alex’s hand and pulled him into a different room. “What’s wrong Alex? You look miserable, did someone say something?” Alex shook his head again, before taking a breath.
“You got him! Nice shot man! You did amazing on it,” my brother congratulated me.
“Your father and I were chosen today to be judges at the pumpkin contest. It will only last for a couple of hours, so I need you to watch Frankie until then.”
Smirking and leaning back into a rather confident pose for a child who just purposely knocked over my brand new drink, Byron says coolly, “I guess this means I have to buy you a drink”. So this is his move. This is how he thinks he’s going to pick up girls at the bar. I tell him he is damn right in guessing he needs to buy me a drink! He asks me what I would like and I say I would like him to replace the drink I had JUST purchased, my cider. Refusing to buy me a cider, as it is not a “real” drink, he begins to argue with me on what I should be drinking. This boy child has no idea what he has gotten himself into. I am not upset that he tipped my disgusting cider, however, this does not stop me from busting his ass on the fact that what he did is extremely rude. Who simply tips over a strangers full glass?! I have to hand it to the kid, he has some serious balls doing what he did; it’s too bad he wasted such a move on a girl six years older than him with a honey back at home. Having a wonderful time ripping this kid to shreds, with Meg throwing in her own two cents, Byron’s cool-guy demeanour vanishes as embarrassment and slight fear creeps into his eyes. Realizing his pick up attempt is clearly not going well, he hops out of his seat, promising me he’s going to replace my drink right away, and runs away from us in a
Life wasn’t as assuring as it may seem today. While growing up, I made some decisions that wasn’t beneficial to my life. As years went by, still there wasn’t any progress besides working routinely at the same job for 3 years. I knew it was time for a change. When I completed my HiSET diploma, bought a car, and moved out my mother’s home, I became at ease with myself.
She groaned again and checked her phone again. She massaged her aching head, struggling to make her brain work and realized her roommate, Nicholas, would be getting home from class soon if he wasn't going straight to swim practice. Maybe if she could get him to take pity on her he would go get her something from the deli across the street... Roslyn looked at the coffee table and its strewn detritus. "Oh shit," she said again. She remembered that, when she had drunk all her wine, she had then drunk all of Nicholas's beer without asking him first. Well, she thought, maybe if she offered to pay for the beer and for dinner for both of them she could convince him to go get it for the two of
"Damn! I drove all this way for nothing." I said under my breath and turned to walk away. Mrs. Pepper grabbed me by my arm; stopping me in my tracks. Her face filled with emotion that I could not decipher. "Walker, I know you and I know a lot about you and I recognize your struggle but the streets ain't a place for a man like you, so don't let it take you under like it done swallowed me." There was no line in her words, body language or voice. I filled Steph in damn, as if my head were being flooded with hot lava. I heard what she was saying but I wasn't trying to listen, because my thoughts were completely emotionless as I blissful in my ignorance. I was getting antsy and now the drug was calling me. Running to my demons have become the order of the day only distantly aware of just how little normalcy life had become. reluctantly excepted that my chase for the drug was over. Mouthpiece, LoonyToon and Kung-Fu we're all out of crack the street were cold and the blacks were dry and empty. So, I decide to get a bottle and bathe in a river of cold sin. Coming out of the liquor store with a bottle of Hennessy black, a cognac buzz is the smoothest thing in the world even the hangover of it is like being squeezed velvet vice from a thought that managed to float its way to the top of my brain. Outside stood a homeless woman begging for change. Other people coming out of the store past the woman back, but I
From a young age, I was very curious. Curiosity caused my mind to see everything from a different perspective than most. I saw what could be improved and how I could improve. For example, when it came to editing movies, I was always able to see what could how it could have been better or I questioned how they had created it. My curiosity led me to try many different activities throughout high school, such as film camps, stage managing for plays, yearbook, and even creating videos for Rochester High School’s awards day. Finally, my junior year, I decided it was time I made films of my own for competitions. I wanted to have something that I could call my own. When it came to the two films I did for contests, I was there throughout the whole process.
The brunette drank wine straight from the bottle as Netflix played in the background and she scrolled through her phone, going through her contacts in hopes of finding someone to talk to. It was a Friday, her first one back, and to spend it alone at home would be doing herself a disservice. Not here, had a baby, moved, started doing drugs - there was one reason or another why she passed by each person, but when a familiar name came up she had to
In 2008, at the time, I was living with my family. I lived in Lakewood, Ohio with my mom,dad, and my younger siblings.We lived in a one story house with my brother, which was the youngest, and my sister, which was the second youngest.Then there's my mom, dad, and I. As I was the oldest, by about three to four years apart from my siblings, I was the only one going to school, while my siblings stayed at home still not ready for school. I thought it was unfair that I was the only one going to school, and got to miss out on things they did at home , or if they left and went somewhere without me.
Ben was a boy who quickly grew into a man because of the situation life gave him. He made many mistakes, but he always acknowledged, made up, grew, and learned from them. He valued honesty, integrity, knowledge, understanding of others, and most importantly, doing good for others not because you he had to, but because you wanted to. He strongly believed in passing those values on to others through actions more than words. His most endearing qualities were his lust for truth and knowledge and to educate others about it, the need to always be a good person, and to help others out at the sacrifice of his time even though he never saw it as a sacrifice. He always wanted to make the world a better place, but those ambitions also made
“I’m so sorry, Lavinia. If there is anything I can do to help. Believe me I will.”
Riding home Friday, December twenty-first, doubting my father’s ability to stay sober, I held on to the promise that my dad made to stop drinking. To my surprise, the house was peaceful as my parents made plans for the night. Relieved, I settled down in my room and practiced my guitar. As soon as my parents left though, my stomach began turning as I thought about the dangers of alcohol and how it can turn a fun night into a nightmare after a few drinks. However, I dismissed my worries and trusted my father to control his desires. Unfortunately, I received a call late in the night from a stranger
It was dark that night, I was nervous that this dreadful day was going to get worse. Sunday, October 23, 1998 I wanted to start writing this to tell about the weird things i’m starting to see in this new neighborhood. Gradually I keep seeing pots and pans on the sink suddenly move to the floor. I would ask my sister but she is out with my mom and dad getting the Halloween costumes. When they got home I didn’t tell them what I saw because i've seen Halloween movies and I have to have dissimulation otherwise the ghost will come out and get me first. October 24, 1998 I think I got a little nervous yesterday with the whole ghost thing. 12:32pm, Went to eat lunch with the family today and I go to get my coat. I heard the words furious and madness,