A/N: Just a little drabble story that came into my mind during algebra :P It's based on the song Remembering Sunday by All Time Low; I would advise you to listen to it while reading it, to set the mood. I'll update on the daily basis; this story is going to have short chapters, and will be over quickly. The ending will depend on how you want it to come out (:
Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Academy, Richelle Mead does.
DPOV:
He woke up from his dream of a brown-eyed beauty. He got up groaning and put on his shoes. It was two in the morning as he walked out the door. He stumbled to the bar; he hadn't been sober for days. He leaned into the wind which was pushing against him. In the distance, he saw the park of their first date. He falls to his knees as the memories overwhelm him.