A/N: I think I've spent too much time reading those AA posters in my treatment center. These drabbles will be very angsty and dark, so if you can't handle drinking, depression, cutting or drug use, it's best you stop reading now.
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'But Where's the Rum Gone?'-Brian's Drabble
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"I can stop drinking anytime I want to!"
"I don't need to drink; it just helps me when I'm stressed."
You know that these statements aren't fooling anyone; that they are completely cliché. So why do you drink yourself into oblivion every night?
You stare at the bottle, filled to the brim with clear liquid, as if it holds all of your secrets. And you know that when you take that first sip, that tantalizing first sip, all of the secrets you've kept, all of the feelings you've bottled up, will disappear for a while.
After that first sip, you can't stop until you see no more, falling into that comforting feeling of complete numbness. You are invincible, you feel nothing. Until you wake up, mouth dry and the smell of vomit on your breath. And then it starts all over again, a vicious cycle you refuse to break.
