Take Me With You, chapter 6
... Negative... I wasn't pregnant.
"Oh thank God." I said to myself as I breathed a sigh of relief but only to be dissappointed when remembering that my mom had left me.
She had abandoned me. I ran back to the kitchen grabbed the bottle I had opened and took a long drink. I sat in a corner of the living room and finished off bottle after bottle. I finally fell asleep in a drunken state.
I awoke the next morning. The shades were drawn so the room was dark. I looked around still nothing was there. I had had a dream my mom came home to find me here. I hate it when dreams aren't real. Tears welled up in my eyes. I grabbed another bottle of some type of alcohol and jugged half of it. I jugged the rest. A couple of hours later bottles lay all around me. Yes I was binge drinking. It was the only way to not feel anything. I heard a knock at the door. I didn't even try to answer or stand up, I didn't feel like talking to anyone. Finally after many more knocks the door knob turned a someone stepped in looking around. The persons eyes fell on me still sitting in the same corner with a variaty of bottle scattered around me.
"Oh my God Melissa?" the person said. It was Billie. He came running over towards me.
"Billie... Billie... Hi Billie..." I said drunkeningly.
"Sweety what happened? And what have you been drinking?" Billie said looking around at your empty house and mazzive amounts of bottles.
"No ones here... Everyone left... Everyone always leaves... No ones here no ones here..." I rambled on.
"Ah sweety come here." Billie said noticing you were miserable.
"Everyone's gone Billie... I don't... Know... What to do..." I sobbed into Billie chest as he hugged me.
"You can come stay with me." he said scooping me up in his arms.
I reached and grabbed a half empty bottle to take with me.
"No no no, you won't need that." Billie said setting back down the bottle and grabbing my suitcase and placing me gently in his car.
He drove me to his house and carried me in. Into a room I really don't remember more then that because I fell asleep.
I woke up the next morning to find Billie staring down at me smiling and holding a cup I was hoping was coffee, I had the worst headache.
"Morning." he said with a smile.
"Morning." I said burring my face in the pillow.
"I brought you coffee and asprin." he said uncovering my face.
"Hmm." I said taking the asprin and sipping coffee.
"Thank you." I whispered.
"Yea no problem. Exactly how much did you drink last night?" he asked.
"I don't know." I said drinking more coffee I really didn't know.
"Well sober up. I talked to my mom she said you can stay here for as long as you want." he said with a huge smile.
"No Billie I can't stay here." I said.
"Why not?" Billie asked.
"I can't impose. I'll just go back to my house someone will come back. Or I can just take care of myself." I said starting to get up and out of the bed.
"Nope. You're not going back there and drinking yourself to death." Billie said pushing me back down on the bed.
"But Bil.." I was cut off my Billie kissing me hard on the lips.
"Fine, I'll stay. But the moment I become to much to handle I'm out of here." I said.
"You wanna come meet my mom?" he asked.
"Later right now there is someone I want to thank for saving me last night." I said smiling.
"Oh really and how will you be thanking your savior?" he asked.
I pulled him under the covers with me and kissed him passionatly.
"You know I'm still not feeling appriciated." Billie said jokingly.
So I kissed even more passionaly and running my hands up and down his chest. I felt something move on my leg so I pulled away and looked at Billie.
"That should do it. Yup. Uh huh." Billie said looking uncomfortable.
We enjoyed ourselves for alittle while longer and then we went downstairs.
"Oh thank God." I said to myself as I breathed a sigh of relief but only to be dissappointed when remembering that my mom had left me.
She had abandoned me. I ran back to the kitchen grabbed the bottle I had opened and took a long drink. I sat in a corner of the living room and finished off bottle after bottle. I finally fell asleep in a drunken state.
I awoke the next morning. The shades were drawn so the room was dark. I looked around still nothing was there. I had had a dream my mom came home to find me here. I hate it when dreams aren't real. Tears welled up in my eyes. I grabbed another bottle of some type of alcohol and jugged half of it. I jugged the rest. A couple of hours later bottles lay all around me. Yes I was binge drinking. It was the only way to not feel anything. I heard a knock at the door. I didn't even try to answer or stand up, I didn't feel like talking to anyone. Finally after many more knocks the door knob turned a someone stepped in looking around. The persons eyes fell on me still sitting in the same corner with a variaty of bottle scattered around me.
"Oh my God Melissa?" the person said. It was Billie. He came running over towards me.
"Billie... Billie... Hi Billie..." I said drunkeningly.
"Sweety what happened? And what have you been drinking?" Billie said looking around at your empty house and mazzive amounts of bottles.
"No ones here... Everyone left... Everyone always leaves... No ones here no ones here..." I rambled on.
"Ah sweety come here." Billie said noticing you were miserable.
"Everyone's gone Billie... I don't... Know... What to do..." I sobbed into Billie chest as he hugged me.
"You can come stay with me." he said scooping me up in his arms.
I reached and grabbed a half empty bottle to take with me.
"No no no, you won't need that." Billie said setting back down the bottle and grabbing my suitcase and placing me gently in his car.
He drove me to his house and carried me in. Into a room I really don't remember more then that because I fell asleep.
I woke up the next morning to find Billie staring down at me smiling and holding a cup I was hoping was coffee, I had the worst headache.
"Morning." he said with a smile.
"Morning." I said burring my face in the pillow.
"I brought you coffee and asprin." he said uncovering my face.
"Hmm." I said taking the asprin and sipping coffee.
"Thank you." I whispered.
"Yea no problem. Exactly how much did you drink last night?" he asked.
"I don't know." I said drinking more coffee I really didn't know.
"Well sober up. I talked to my mom she said you can stay here for as long as you want." he said with a huge smile.
"No Billie I can't stay here." I said.
"Why not?" Billie asked.
"I can't impose. I'll just go back to my house someone will come back. Or I can just take care of myself." I said starting to get up and out of the bed.
"Nope. You're not going back there and drinking yourself to death." Billie said pushing me back down on the bed.
"But Bil.." I was cut off my Billie kissing me hard on the lips.
"Fine, I'll stay. But the moment I become to much to handle I'm out of here." I said.
"You wanna come meet my mom?" he asked.
"Later right now there is someone I want to thank for saving me last night." I said smiling.
"Oh really and how will you be thanking your savior?" he asked.
I pulled him under the covers with me and kissed him passionatly.
"You know I'm still not feeling appriciated." Billie said jokingly.
So I kissed even more passionaly and running my hands up and down his chest. I felt something move on my leg so I pulled away and looked at Billie.
"That should do it. Yup. Uh huh." Billie said looking uncomfortable.
We enjoyed ourselves for alittle while longer and then we went downstairs.
