CHAPTER TWO

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As I got in the bar, the only smell I could sense is smoke and beer, I didn't bear it at first but eventually I did, I always do bear it eventually. I took the first empty sit I could see on the bar and waited for the bartender to come and serve me. she eventually came after a few seconds of waiting. " Hey Nick...so the usual thing?"

- Nah, get me some scotch, with lots of ice please.

- Sure thing sweetie.

I was just there, drinking the cold scotch , smoking, and thinking about who I really am: this Nick Jim, is he a typical teenager with ordinary family issue? or just a forsaken bastard, who have just heard that his own father didn't want to have him brought in this life, sitting alone in the bar wondering why he couldn't kill himself and end his own misery. "Look who's in the bar, as usual" I turned back, and it was Jack, an old acquaintance of mine and a great drinking buddy. He was the closest person to me to whom I can call a friend: a word that I never had the ability to discover in people here, except for him. Jack approached next to me then said: "Can I sit next to you mate?" I smiled and nodded. He sat down and then started to look at me weirdly. In a weird way that he knew what was wrong with me

- So, it's your father again, who end up to you being in the bar almost every night?

-yeah, you know, something never changes, but I got used to this

-I'm sorry for you mate, damn how a fath.....

-Don't, just don't, please. I'm in the mood for some pity towards me. I'll keep my dignity and self-preservation within my inners, thank you very much, I don't want to waste them.

-Well, I've got a surprise for you mate.. Since you can't bear the life in here. it's something that might get you rid of these kind of thoughts

- So, is this surprise....... going to get my life ended and end my misery

-NO! Never speak that way again for God sake. Well, it happens that I know this amazing website, which I've been using for quite a long time, and I like it a lot. This one will open the world for you, metaphorically speaking of course. Meaning, it'll give you the ability to talk to anyone on this site, literally anyone.

-No thanks, but I'm not interested in meeting some other bastards that I have no desire to meet.

- Nick, Think about it mate. it's the whole damn world, you'll certainly meet someone with the same point of perspective as yourself. There's like millions of people out there, with the same potentials as yourself, I ensure you that you're going to like it

-Okay then Jack, I'll give it a try later. And now, let's drink for the sake of my state of misery

Jack held his beer high and then said: "For the sake of a new life to come mate" he blinked with one eye then continued: "This drink will be for your new friends that you'll meet, and I hope you might find a lover for yourself"

' a lover', I'm not sure if I'll ever find someone with the same potentials or understanding enough to call a friend, then how about a love.... he's such a dreamer that guy. I took the address from Jack, trying not to show how impressed I was since I like myself to look emotionless in front of my acquaintances. For the first time in my life, I felt excitement I couldn't feel in my life once before, excitement I couldn't figure its reason or its consequence to be in the future.

I finished the scotch with Jack then left him catcalling the bartender and flirting with her, while I head for home to get some sleep.

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I went straight to my room, neglecting my father's comment and pretexts about me coming late and drunk which I'm not ( I just smelled like bottle of scotch). I laid on the bed and closed my eyes in an attempt to rest them after a long tiring night of drinking a glass of scotch.


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