Rose stumbled into the flat, drunk. She had just broken up with Jimmy Stone, she loved him and thought he felt the same way, but he didn't. Rose didn't get drunk often, but today she wanted to forget, her mates had encouraged her and said they would look after her if anything happened, they did but they shouldn't have gotten her drunk in the first place. The bright light of the flat stung Rose's eyes as she stepped inside,
"Where have you been?" said a blurry figure, Rose starred at it and the image of her mother, Jackie came into view "Well?" she asked again, "Are you drunk?" but before Rose could answer she found she was running towards the bathroom the taste of alcohol returning to her mouth, and Rose didn't want to see it again. Jackie stood in the doorway watching her daughter, once Rose stood up Jackie walked over to stand next to her,
"Go to sleep love," said Jackie putting a hand on her back "You need some rest, you have that interview soon" Jackie left the room to sleep herself, Rose looked down at her wrist watch,
"Five past twelve" Rose murmured to herself Rose let out a sigh as she stumbled, half drunk towards her room.
"I need new mates" Rose whispered as she pulled her covers over her. As Rose slept she dreamt of a man, he had short, black, cropped hair, a battered leather jacket and burning blue eyes, the man was surrounded in a golden fire, then Rose woke up forgetting the dream of the man forever, forgetting she saw him, he had left her mind forever never to return.
Okay a little random story but I hope that you liked it, I never really know what to say here, hmm maybe next time I won't say anythimg, lol. TTFN.
