Starr had been home for about a week now, and she seemed to grow with every passing day. She was a very healthy baby, and I was happy about that.
For the past week, I had been so stressed out over the baby, work, and losing the weight I had gained. One night I couldn't take it anymore. I had to do something. It was way too much for me to handle.
I went into the cooler where we kept a lot of things. I brought keys along; to open the door to the cellar. That's we're Wonka kept all of his alcohol.
"Perfect."
(Meanwhile…) 9:00 PM.
"Chocol, have you seen the keys to the cellar? I seemed to have misplaced them. Has anyone used it recently?"
"Not that I can think of, sir. Have you checked everywhere?"
"Everywhere it would be, yes."
"Mrs. Wonka's room?"
"No, why would she have it?"
"I don't know sir, just a thought."
"I'll check."
He entered the room to find me gone, and his instinct told him where I was. That was when I heard him from what seemed like a far distance.
"Bridget? What are you doing in here?"
I could feel my train of thought getting more baffled, more confused and broken down. I had almost no judgment, and I felt really, really good.
"I'm just… hangin out you know? Why don't you join me? I'm havin a party!" I started to laugh uncontrollably, and I fell when I tried to stand up. This made me laugh harder.
"What did you get into?"
He walked around the room, examining the racks with much accuracy.
"Oh lord. You got into the brandy, the vodka, and the wine. I can't believe this."
"I'm sorry I didn't invite you…" I stopped speaking for a second, "but I didn't think you'd want to come." I held out the bottle of vodka, "I don't really care for this. I only had a sip."
The room began to spin before me. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't think.
"Come on, you need to get to bed so you can get to sleep. This will all be over in the morning."
"No! I don't want it to be over! I'm so happy… it all feels so good. Don't make it stop, please."
"No, come on. You have to come."
"I can't."
"Why not?"
"I can't get up off of the floor."
He picked me up and carried me to my room. He laid me on my bed and covered me up. I felt suddenly tired, and I passed out a second later. I didn't wake up till morning.