Intoxicating (Ticci Toby FF)

XII

     Disclaimer: Detailed description of vomiting and feeling sick.

       Sure, maybe drinking enough alcohol to down 2 grown men wasn't the best idea, but Natalie needed to feel something. Anything. And if this was the only way, then so be it. It's not like it was her first time getting wasted. Her childhood was shit and her mother didn't look twice at her, so smoking and drinking wasn't really a big thing. She's tried everything since she planned on ending it all by 18. Turns out, her initial plan failed, so this was the new one. "Drink 'til you collapse." , she's called it.

   As she stumbled through the many empty bottles that cluttered the floor, her vision blurry and steps uneven, Natalie thought of what would come next. She thought of Toby's scolding and how he'd react. "Would he hurt me again?", she wondered, a feeling of guilt and shame taking over her. Natalie sighed and poured herself another drink. No, she refused to beat herself up about that, about him. It was enough. She needed to have fun, even for a few minutes.

   Trying her best to keep her balance, Natalie gulped down the intoxicating liquid, feeling her senses heighten as it slipped down her throat. And another...and another...

   "Ugh, my head's killing me.", she mumbled incoherently, raising her head to touch her forehead. It was burning.

  The girl tried to stand up from the kitchen chair but lost her balance in the process and ended up making hard contact with the wooden floor. Natalie felt hurt all over as she squirmed in pain. It all felt blurry, like time was going too fast and she was stuck going backwards. The girl tried to stand but to no avail as her body felt like it didn't belong to her anymore.

   Suddenly, every bit of alcohol seemed to come back the way it entered, so the girl physically dragged herself to the bathroom to puke.   Fortunately, she wasn't too far away. As she crawled onto the bathroom floor , the ice cold tiles sent a shiver down her flushed body. It was refreshing because Natalie felt she was on fire. Her heart was beating out of her chest so intensely that she could hear it, and the girl had a hunch it didn't mean anything good.

  Leaning over the toilet bowl, she opened her mouth and felt her stomach regurgitate everything she's had to drink. "I don't feel so...well...", she thought to herself as more vomit exited her body. The bitter sting clawed its way up Natalie's throat as she felt her intestines twist and turn with discontent. The room spun around her, fact that only contributed to the her dizziness. She really wasn't feeling good. 

   With each minute passing, the girl felt herself lose control of her limbs, laying completely on the cold tiles of the bathroom. Natalie could barely keep her eyes open, feeling the walls close in on her weak body as she lost consciousness.

   Toby on the other hand was doing much better. Driving through the familiar forest, he admired the scenery. The snow was melting and nature slowly came back to life, which he appreciated. A steady hand on the steering wheel, he thought of Natalie and how he'd get to see her soon. And most of all, he thought of her reaction to the gift  that sat beside him in the car. 

    Turning his head around, he gazed once more upon the thick notebook and array of pencils  to his side. Natalie mentioned once she liked to draw, that it calmed her. Toby took notice of that and thought this was the best time to pull this card out of his sleeve. After all, he wanted his girl happy.  The man couldn't risk wanting her to leave, then he'd have to build locks in the windows as well and that would be a big bother. 

   As he arrived in front of the path, he picked up the sketchbook and exited the car. He held it tight in his arms, careful not to lose his "apology" gift. Quickly enough, Toby reached his destination as the wooden cabin jumped into view. Walking up to it and slowly unlocking the door, a feeling of excitement took over his senses.