Something Missing

(Alex)

" Charlie! Give me another bottle of beer!" I exclaimed to the waiter at the bar.

"Alex, You have already had nearly a dozen bottles! You're going to get so drunk, your foster parents would notice it." said the waiter, Charlie( probably my only friend). He placed a glass of water in front of me."Here, have some water instead."

Staring at the clear liquid, I groaned and smack the table. "No! I don't want water! I want beer! Give it to me, now!"

"Your parents are going to find out. Alex, you're only seventeen, so you're not old enough to drink. You're just lucky that you have me as your waiter to let you through without checking. I mean seriously, do you really like alcohol that much?" questioned Charlie. He was a fair haired man in his early twenties, and he hated alcohol because he didn't like how many people died from it.  However, his parents couldn't afford college, or a living, so he had to drop out of high school and get a job in a bar. Obviously, he wasn't fond of the idea of me starting to drink when I was fourteen, but he let me come here anyways because he was really running short on cash.

"I don't like to drink," I said, feeling woozy. "but what can I do? Ever since my parents died when I was seven, my life was never the same. I got great foster parents, and awesome grades, but for some reason my life was never good! There's just something that's missing, and it's tearing me apart!" I lifted the water to my lips and drank even though it wasn't what I wanted.

"Because of this ' something', I have no friends, and no life! I'm always by myself, either studying or crying for no reason. Tell me, Charlie, what else can I do to relieve this stress? I don't want to smoke."

Suddenly, tears poured out of my eyes, Charlie handed me a napkin and waited for me to dry my tears. Then, he said, "You don't have to smoke Alex. You don't wanna be an alcoholic and a smoker. I think what you need to do is find what's missing from your life."

"The problem is that I can't find it!! You don't think I tried that already?" I crumpled my tissue and threw it at him. If I wasn't drunk, I would have never done that, but I was, so I didn't give a damn.

Charlie barely dodged the snot filled napkin and smiled. "Well, I didn't help you when you were trying to find it before. Maybe we'll have a chance this time."

There was silence for about ten minutes as my only friend tried to work things out in his head. Then, his face brightened up and he snapped his fingers.

"I've got it!" he yelled, so loud that the other workers glanced at him in alarm. "What's missing in your life is love!"

I laughed so hard I thought I was never going to breath again. "Love? Where in the world did you get that idea?"

"You're smart, think Alex. Ever since your parents, the only two people you loved,had died , your world started to fall apart. Trust me my drunk friend, what you desperately need right now is love!"

"And how am I supposed to find one? I'm not lovable at all!! If this is really what's missing, then that's the end of me, because my life will never be right." My vision became blurry, and my voice sounded wavy and silly. I was really drunk.

"I'm sure someone in this world will take you. You just have to be patient. Sometimes love doesn't always come to you right away."Charlie wanted to say more, but I was already heading toward the door.

"Yeah, whatever. Just say what you want. Either way, I'll just end up being lonely forever." I wobbled slightly out of the glass door. "Bye, Charles, See ya tomorrow."

Before the waiter can stop me, I rushed out to the parking lot. No way is anyone ever going to fall in love with me. There's just no way. I was going to stay like this for the rest of my life.

I stopped in front of my car for a moment, then shook my head and kept walking. No drinking while driving. That's the law isn't it? Ididn't want to break another one of those things. After a few steps, I began to feel sleepy and sat on the ground. I'll just stop here for a few minutes, then I will continue walking. Home isn't that far away, is it? I thought as I sat down clumsily on the cement by a building.

Ten minutes had passed, but I didn't have the strength to even stand, so I leaned against the wall and sighed. Without thinking, I started to weep again. "There's nobody who's going to love this failure." I whispered to myself, "Nobody." A few seconds later, I fell asleep.

Poor Alex, all drunk and depressed. She'll probably be picked up by someone who just happened to past by if she stayed out there any longer(foreshadowing!!) Anyway, this was the introduction, and it was kindof sad, huh? Hopefully, the next chapters won't be like this...