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go. -Lara1786
I didn't know what was happening to myself anymore. That morning, and not to mention the night before had been awful. After I had left Dare in the kitchen, I walked slowly upstairs to our bedroom that we had shared for over nine years. When I reached our room, I laid down on the bed. I couldn't hear any noise from downstairs in the kitchen, so I assumed that Dare was in the same spot I had left him in.
I hadn't expected to be able to sleep that night, but I did. But, I didn't just sleep…I was in a coma. The only time that I woke up that night was because of my eye twitching. You see, when I'm under a lot of stress or I'm just too overworked or something like that, my eye twitches. Not just a little twitch that will bother some people, but a twitch that feels like my eye is about to jump out of its socket.
Rolling over onto my back, I noticed that Dare was in bed too. I desperately wanted to just reach out and touch him, to have him hold me in his arms like when we were younger. But how? I couldn't, I would never be able to forgive him. Right?
It wasn't until I came out of my reverie that I noticed that Dare wasn't sleeping either. I could tell by his deep rhythmic breathing that he was faking it. He never was very good at acting.
I rolled back over to my side and fell back into my coma-like sleep.
When I awoke the next morning, Dare had already gotten up and showered. I began busying myself with getting ready for work. I went downstairs to get a quick breakfast, and found Dare sitting at the table. It was as though he had been waiting for me.
"Serena –" He started, but I cut him off, "I'm going to be late for work." I couldn't face him yet.
That night, I didn't go home after work. I picked up some fast-food and then went to a business party-get-together sort of thing. I knew that I was blatantly avoiding the inevitable confrontation with Dare, but at the moment, I just didn't give a damn. So I went to the part thing and decided that I would let myself go for once.
Now, I'm not usually a heavy drinker, but for once, I decided to make an exception. I drank all that I could possibly keep down. I think I actually might have drunk my entire bodyweight that night.
I was dancing and drinking and pretending to be having a blast. I don't think it was really a dancing kind of party, but what the hell. But I think the worst part of the evening was when I attacked one of my coworkers.
Okay, so I didn't exactly attack him, but I was pretty damn close. His name was Michael Flannigan and he worked on the floor above mine. I had been dancing after about my trillionth drink and then I spotted him looking at me from across the room. I remembered how nice he had always been to me and began walking towards him. As I got closer I launched myself at him and began kissing him. I don't know what I was thinking, but hey, give me a break. I had just found out that my husband had been having an affair. Or so I thought, my suspicions still hadn't been confirmed. After what I guess was a minute or so, I realized just what it was I was doing. I quickly withdrew from Michael and muttered my apologies as I grabbed a coat and walked out of the party.
What I didn't notice was Haruka the bitch-boss-lady watching me from afar.
When I got home, Dare was up waiting for me, he looked terrible with worry. I guess he realized just how drunk I was, because he didn't even try to talk to me. He merely put a glass of water on the nightstand and a trashcan next to my side of the bed, just in case I needed to throw up in the night. It did indeed come in handy.
As I was drifting off to sleep, I remembered that I hadn't taken my contacts out and not wanting to get out of bed I put them in the glass of water next to me. I promised that I would give them a nice good cleaning solution soak the next morning. And after that I went to sleep, though, it seemed I already was asleep.
The next morning I woke up with my mouth glued shut. I leaned over and gulped down the water, only realizing that along with the water went my contacts. As I stopped drinking, I realized that it was too late and that I indeed had finished the entire glass of water already. That's how I swallowed my contacts.
I know this is sorta short, but hopefully the next chapter will be longer! I hope you enjoyed it and don't forget to REVIEW!!!! Thanks! -Lara1786
I didn't know what was happening to myself anymore. That morning, and not to mention the night before had been awful. After I had left Dare in the kitchen, I walked slowly upstairs to our bedroom that we had shared for over nine years. When I reached our room, I laid down on the bed. I couldn't hear any noise from downstairs in the kitchen, so I assumed that Dare was in the same spot I had left him in.
I hadn't expected to be able to sleep that night, but I did. But, I didn't just sleep…I was in a coma. The only time that I woke up that night was because of my eye twitching. You see, when I'm under a lot of stress or I'm just too overworked or something like that, my eye twitches. Not just a little twitch that will bother some people, but a twitch that feels like my eye is about to jump out of its socket.
Rolling over onto my back, I noticed that Dare was in bed too. I desperately wanted to just reach out and touch him, to have him hold me in his arms like when we were younger. But how? I couldn't, I would never be able to forgive him. Right?
It wasn't until I came out of my reverie that I noticed that Dare wasn't sleeping either. I could tell by his deep rhythmic breathing that he was faking it. He never was very good at acting.
I rolled back over to my side and fell back into my coma-like sleep.
When I awoke the next morning, Dare had already gotten up and showered. I began busying myself with getting ready for work. I went downstairs to get a quick breakfast, and found Dare sitting at the table. It was as though he had been waiting for me.
"Serena –" He started, but I cut him off, "I'm going to be late for work." I couldn't face him yet.
That night, I didn't go home after work. I picked up some fast-food and then went to a business party-get-together sort of thing. I knew that I was blatantly avoiding the inevitable confrontation with Dare, but at the moment, I just didn't give a damn. So I went to the part thing and decided that I would let myself go for once.
Now, I'm not usually a heavy drinker, but for once, I decided to make an exception. I drank all that I could possibly keep down. I think I actually might have drunk my entire bodyweight that night.
I was dancing and drinking and pretending to be having a blast. I don't think it was really a dancing kind of party, but what the hell. But I think the worst part of the evening was when I attacked one of my coworkers.
Okay, so I didn't exactly attack him, but I was pretty damn close. His name was Michael Flannigan and he worked on the floor above mine. I had been dancing after about my trillionth drink and then I spotted him looking at me from across the room. I remembered how nice he had always been to me and began walking towards him. As I got closer I launched myself at him and began kissing him. I don't know what I was thinking, but hey, give me a break. I had just found out that my husband had been having an affair. Or so I thought, my suspicions still hadn't been confirmed. After what I guess was a minute or so, I realized just what it was I was doing. I quickly withdrew from Michael and muttered my apologies as I grabbed a coat and walked out of the party.
What I didn't notice was Haruka the bitch-boss-lady watching me from afar.
When I got home, Dare was up waiting for me, he looked terrible with worry. I guess he realized just how drunk I was, because he didn't even try to talk to me. He merely put a glass of water on the nightstand and a trashcan next to my side of the bed, just in case I needed to throw up in the night. It did indeed come in handy.
As I was drifting off to sleep, I remembered that I hadn't taken my contacts out and not wanting to get out of bed I put them in the glass of water next to me. I promised that I would give them a nice good cleaning solution soak the next morning. And after that I went to sleep, though, it seemed I already was asleep.
The next morning I woke up with my mouth glued shut. I leaned over and gulped down the water, only realizing that along with the water went my contacts. As I stopped drinking, I realized that it was too late and that I indeed had finished the entire glass of water already. That's how I swallowed my contacts.
I know this is sorta short, but hopefully the next chapter will be longer! I hope you enjoyed it and don't forget to REVIEW!!!! Thanks! -Lara1786
