It was just another day and another party. Nothing new to it, nothing special at all. Melissa was in John's apartment along with many other of their friends. She was drinking vodka with sprite. It didn't actually matter what she was drinking. She was always drinking at these parties. Most evenings ended up the same way. She would hook up with one of the guys, give him whatever he wanted and then go home. It wasn't about the sex. She was lonely. It was about feeling wanted by someone, anyone at all, those few moments she was with someone. They never cared about her and frankly she didn't care about them either. They would get what they want - sex or a blowjob - and she would go home unfulfilled, often crying herself to sleep. She was putting herself through this bad circle night after night - getting drunk, getting laid, going home. She had no one else to blame but herself but she couldn't stop herself as soon as the alcohol hit her blood and she couldn't stop herself from drinking because otherwise she would just start crying and everyone would see the scared little girl that she was inside. She didn't want that to happen. No one could know the truth.
She was already half drunk when a tall guy walked in. He had long dark hair and he was muscular. She had always had a thing for guys with long hair so she took a good look at him. He was a handsome man. She poked her friend Charlotte in the side with her elbow.
"Who's the new guy?" She asked.
Charlotte looked at him.
"Oh, that's Roman. He's Jimmy's cousin." She answered.
Jimmy was another one of the guys at the party. Roman hung up his coat and went to sit on the couch next to her. To be fair, it was the only available seat but she was secretly happy that he sat next to her.
"Hello, I'm Roman," he said to the girls.
"I'm Melissa and this here is Charlotte," she said.
"Nice to meet you," he said and opened a bottle of whiskey.
Jimmy dragged a chair over to the side of the couch and Roman turned his head away from the girls so he could talk with his cousin. Melissa felt a bit annoyed by this. She already knew she wanted this handsome man and Jimmy was only ruining it for her. What if he had already told Roman how she usually slept around? Maybe he already knew and found her disgusting. She emptied her drink fast and poured a new one. Down went several drinks and she was getting drunk fast. She didn't notice that Roman was starting to look at her.
"You're a heavy drinker," he suddenly said.
"Yeah. Well, we only have the fun we create ourselves, right?" She said slurred.
"Maybe you should slow down?" He asked.
"Why? Isn't this a party?" She asked back.
"Yes, but..." He started but then just shook his head by the sight of her downing another drink.
She put her hand on his thigh.
"Do you wanna have some fun?" She asked, trying to sound sexy, not knowing how stupid she really sounded when she was that drunk.
He moved her hand and gently patted it.
"I'm sure you're a sweet girl but I don't take advantage of drunk girls," he answered.
"Man, you're boring. What a shame that such good looks hide such a boring man," she said annoyed.
She went to stand up. If he didn't wanna be with her, she would find someone else. She tried to walk past him when she felt the alcohol rush right to her brain. She felt herself go down and everything went black.