This is the sad result of a over active mind and a being a total push over. I am warning you know this is going to be angsty. Angelycdevil and myherion1 poked the bear and here we are. good luck everyone and big thanks to the aformentioned for their help and support. Mwah!
oh if you're looking for my other stories, Love Story is with the beta and Home Ice will go as soon as she's done. Web of Fate is also with the beta and should be ready to go soon.
Chapter 1
It was dark when I opened my eyes. My head was pounding, my mouth tasted like stale beer and day old mouthwash. I could barely remember what I did last night.
What did I do last night?
I remembered being on stage, feeling normal and alive. Then later at the club, drowning in whiskey and women. The hollow feeling in my gut never fully leaving.
She had had big tits and blond hair. She giggled like an idiot at everything I drunkenly slurred, but she was a decent fuck.
She was nothing like what I wanted, and everything that I hated about myself.
How poetic. I should write that down.
She was currently drooling on my pillow. What was her name? Jessica? Lauren? Rebecca? Oh, who the fuck cared? I just wanted her out of my bed.
Blindly, I groped for my phone.
0 missed calls. 0 missed texts.
I didn't know why I was surprised.
I found a half empty bottle of Jack on the floor and took a swig. Might as well get started earily.