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“I don’t need a babysitter. I just need to…move on.” Tomorrow I would pick up the pieces and go back to my life as usual. An empty fucking life.

As I got into the taxi and gave the drive the address to my apartment, I looked out the window as we drove. Was it because I was drunk that Boston had seemed to have lost its luster or was it because Boston wasn’t where I wanted to be? Maybe I just need another shot of tequila.

I hadn’t even made it home and my phone rang. Damn it, Phillip. If you’re checking on me already, I’m blocking your number.

I pulled my cell phone out and saw it was Trixi. I wasn’t in the mood to hear a lecture from her. I declined the call and put the phone back in my pocket. Yeah, I know. I hurt her niece. I wish I could fix it, but I can’t. I fucked up.

I was back in my apartment. I didn’t even bother undressing before I flopped down on the bed and closed my eyes. Even drunk, I was haunted by what I’d lost.

My head pounded and my stomach twisted in a knot. The tequila was kicking my ass and the nausea won out. I bolted to the bathroom, and clung to the toilet, hurling. I’d never drunk enough to make myself sick like this. It was miserable.

When I was done, I threw cold water on my face and headed back to bed. I put my phone on silent and laid back down.

Anne. I’m sorry. All I wanted to do was show you how much I love you. Instead, I gave you reason to hate me.

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