Champagne for the pain
A special thank so to Nina ( Xx High By The Beach xX ) for writing this first chapter and letting me "Adopt " this story and Character :)
—R
"I hate the world today…you're so good to me, I know but I can't change…"
…11: 57 … three minutes left until a new year began… January 1st, 1998…
Instead of going out celebrating with friends, I stayed home… smuggling my mom's favorite bottle of champagne and practically gulping every last drop.
"Tried to tell you but you look at me like maybe I'm an angel underneath… innocent and sweet…"
Maybe I should give my dad a call…wish him a happy new year… I quickly decided against that. He's most likely out partying with his girlfriend… having the time of his life.
"Yesterday I cried...must have been relieved to see the softer side…"
11:58…two minutes left…almost 1998…
I was alone… and I wasn't exactly sure why… it seemed like every new year, I always had a bad case of the holiday blues…was it because my parents divorced four years ago and I still haven't gotten over it? Truthfully, I was okay with my mom and dad splitting up… I wasn't okay with my dad walking out on my life and leaving me here to rot in Detroit while he celebrated divorce freedom all the way in California…
"I can understand how you'd be so confused… I don't envy you… I'm a little bit of everything, all rolled into one…"
For his selfish reasons, he left me here with mom… instead of taking me with him. Part of me heavily blamed him… another part of me understood…mom drove him crazy… and not in a good way.
11:59…one more minute left…
Was mom still at the bar…awake or passed out? I wondered about that… she couldn't exactly control her low tolerance when it came to liquor…
"I'm a bitch…I'm a lover… I'm a child… I'm a lover… I'm a sinner… I'm a saint… I do not feel ashamed… I'm your hell…I'm your dream… I'm nothing in between, you know you wouldn't want it any other way.."
12:00… midnight…happy new year to me..
I raised the champagne bottle, silently toasting before quickly rowing the rest of the bubbly liquid…feeling the alcohol sweep inside me system like a warm blanket.
The door opened downstairs.
I turned down Meredith Brooks on the radio. There was ruckus coming from downstairs. I had to admit, I was vastly surprised to find my mom home so early. She actually came back at a decent hour… to celebrate with me for once.
My hopes were shattered as soon as I made the mistake of opening my bedroom door and peaking down the stairs.
Indeed mom came home… with another guy… for a disgusting one night stand.
Mom was wearing a tight dress, her hair spilled down her shoulders in black waves, her greedy mouth seeking entrance from her unattractive partner.
My mom obviously didn't care about me and neither did my dad… I'd have to live with that somehow with my head held high.
I need a cigarette.
This time I made sure to blast the volume of my speakers… knowing my mom and her date were too busy drowning in each other's mouths and bodies.
"Give me a word… give me a sign… show me where to look, tell me what I will find…"
Opening the window, I perched myself on the ledge. I lit the cancer on a stick and inhaled deeply… feeling incredibly buzzed, my thoughts going slightly hazy…
I could hear the two maniacs stumbling up the stairs , obviously heading towards mom's room. I retaliated by turning up the volume higher… the alternative sounds of Collective Soul sweet , sweet music to my ears.
Cliche as it sounds, music has always been an escape for me. Not books or movies… music. It's truly something to be able to discover a song that has so much meaning to you…I've felt like I've related to a countless number of songs. Music is therapy…in my belief.
The cigarette finished far to soon…the champagne was finished far too soon… I was a damn drunken mess and I hated myself for it. I was nothing but a worthless waste of space…
Here's to 1998.
A/N : Jack and Lydia are 14 years old , enrolled in freshman year of high school.
The songs used Bitch by Meredith Brooks and Shine by Collective Soul. The title of the story was inspired by Niykee Heaton's Champagne.
Happy New Year of 2016…
What's your new years resolution ?
—Nina