Hey Guys! No I Am Not Dead, I Just Have Exams. But I Am Working On My Fics And Once My Exams Are Over I Will Start Posting Again. This Is Just A Little Oneshot I Thought Of When I Went To Bed Last Night So I Ended Up Writing It About 1 In The Morning So It Won't Be Very Good, But Never Mind, I Will Be Back Soon !
I sit here. On this stool. Chucking back endless glasses of wine. Anything to stop the relentless buzzing of my mind. There is no such release, no escape, no nothing. Only the unanswered questions, the regrets, the fears?
I am losing my mind, of this I am sure. My mind is blank, forgotten faces hidden behind the paranormal fog that surrounds my feet. The constant reminder that this is not a normal life. There is no more living to be done. This is it. Death. The afterlife. Heaven.
This can not be heaven, as I feel no calm, none of that happy-and-resting-in-peace bollocks.
This must be hell.
The more I think about it the more it makes sense. When I walked through the pub door an evil cackle echo through my bones. Now I sit here. Alone. With an infinite amount of alcohol that brought none of the numbness I longed for.
My only antidote, turned cancer.
I stared at the red liquid sitting patiently in its glass. Waiting for me.
As I picked up the glass I saw an image of a blonde man at a desk, miserable. A man I once knew. A man who once told me that we were unbreakable. Now look at us, separated by a universe or two.
We are broken.
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Rachel xx