my body guides itself into a liquor store and walk toward the freezers to grab a vodka bottle.
grabbing it then watching the cashier closely as i walk. as fast as i can, i put the bottle inside my jacket then walk out discreetly. only making it seem as if i didn't want anything anymore.
i get to the bottom of the street before i open up the bottle to drink it straight. taking about 3 big gulps. i can feel my once tensed muscles relax.
walking my way to my usual hang out spot. the rooftop.
once i lazily make my way up the stairs, i sit down against the brick wall. taking more and more big gulps.
my mind slowly going insane with thoughts the more i drank but i needed to feel that numb feeling.
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Short Story"i was numb, and she brought me back to life.." a story of the broken cole and the sentimental freya published: July 27, 2016 completed: October 3, 2016 ranking: monday, october1 #7 in short story ☞ Mature Content and Audience ☜ [lowercase intend...
