EMAIL: equusflame@aol.com
CATEGORY: A/C
RATING: ahh... just PG
SPOILERS: probably...not sure! :)
ARCHIVE: Just tella me kk?
DISCLAIMER: all right... all together now.. I dont own them, and I promise to return
them peachy clean! :)
***AUTHOR'S NOTES*** uh... this is the first chapter... the previous was the prolog.. got it??
lol

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Ch. 1
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Abby sat there looking at the bottle, looking at the way it curved so perfectly.
Looking at how it 's green colored glass made the oh so sweet liquid turn a dark,
dull color. Should she drink it? No, but that was not the right question.
The question she should be asking herself is would she? She didn't know, so here she was,
as she had been for the past ten minutes, just staring, wondering, and fearing the liquid.

Today had been the worst day of her life, worse than the day her favorite childhood
pet had died, worse than the day she had broken up with Luka, worse than any of the countless
times her mother had attempted suicide. Her own mother had succeeded. Succeeded in killing
herself.

Was Abby to end up like her? Take her own life? Lead a pointless life, always trying to
climb out of this never ending hole? Probably, the way things looked today, she would probably
follow in her mother's tracks. So why not do it in a drunken stupor??

The first luscious sip was absolutely heaven.
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Carter was just settling in for another long, sleepless night in front of the TV when he heard
the pounding. At first he thought that it was old Mrs. Robertson next door, pounding to let
him know that the TV was too loud, but then, when it came again, he realized someone wanted
in.

Carter opened the door to reveal Abby, leaning heavily on the door frame. He immediately
smelled
the alcohol on her breath. He started to really worry, Abby had been sober for five years! What
could have pulled her back to the alcohol?

He helped her over to his couch and forced her to lie down. He turned to turn off the TV when
he heard Abby start to gag. He turned back to her and held her hair while she threw up. Then
he realized what she had thrown up, blood.

Carter raced to the phone, fumbling with it and almost dropping it before he could dial 911.
He waited impatiently beside Abby for the ambulance to arrive. All his medical knowledge had
flown out the window with his courage and calmness.

When they finally arrived they whisked Abby, and left Carter to clean up Abby's blood.
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to be continued....
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man... I'm sooo morbid! it'll lighten up soo enough trust me. :) r/r
also... i just can't seem to write something long! ugh! i try! i swear! lol