Marius Fitz narrating:
I wake up with a hellish headache.
With great difficulty, I open my eyes and see that I'm in my room, I try to search my mind for how I got here, but I don't remember anything.
I'm never drinking again, I grumbled as I tried to get up.
I went to the bathroom, where I took a shower and did my hygiene, then I put on just my underwear and sweatpants and went downstairs to take some medicine for the hangover and headache. As soon as I got to the living room, I see my brother sprawled on the sofa with his head in our mother's lap, she was stroking his hair.
"Son, are you feeling better?" she asked, worried.
"Yes, but I need a headache medicine and try to eat something without throwing up" I said, feeling my stomach churn just talking about food.
"Yesterday, you were awful" she said. "Your brother and your father had to take you to the room, because you arrived passed out."
"You were wasted" said Cristian "and speaking of yesterday, what a hottie you got, congratulations."
"I don't remember anything" I said, feeling a stab of pain in my head. "I just remember arriving and we started drinking and then I don't remember anything else."
"I don't remember much either, but I remember you leaving and then passing by us going towards the bathroom with a woman." "said my brother" after a long time, she passed by us and you came back and sat down, you were fine or seemed to be, soon after you passed out, Logan had to help me take you to the car.
"At least I didn't pass out in front of her" I said "imagine the shame I would go through."
"I would tease you so much" said Cristian smiling.
"I just wanted to remember that girl" I said thoughtfully "never mind, now I just want to take my medicine."
"Come on, Mom will have Leonor make some soup for you" said our mother, treating us like children, do I complain? Of course not.
[…]
Victoria Becker narrating:
I feel someone shaking me, and with that, I end up waking up. I see Joana holding a pill and a glass of water.
"What's this?" I asked.
"Morning-after pill" she replied "you slept with that guy at the club and surely didn't use a condom."
"Thank you" I smiled taking the medicine.
After that wonderful sex in the bathroom with that super hot man, I ended up feeling very embarrassed and made up an excuse that I needed to leave. As soon as I left the bathroom, I looked for Joana and asked us to leave.
I smiled inwardly remembering him, those blue eyes, the soft beard and his delicious perfume, that grip of his and his muscular body that I made sure to delight in every part. Will I ever meet him again?
"Thinking about the guy from the club?" "asked my curious friend, sitting next to me."
"Yes, he was beautiful and it was so good" I smiled.
"I'm happy for you" she said excitedly. "Now let's get up to eat something and enjoy a little before you go back to your house."
I tried to enjoy that morning as much as possible, because when I got back home, my personal hell would begin.
[…]
"The slut has arrived" said my father as soon as I passed through the front door.
I remained silent as I walked towards my room.
"Where did you sleep?" he asked.
"At Joana's house" I replied.
"The other slut" he muttered.
"Don't talk about her like that" I rebuked.
"She is a slut, yes, and you too" he said, just to annoy me. Without wanting to get into an argument with him, I decided not to question and go to my room.
The weekend passed as well as possible, I stayed locked in my room most of the time, because every time I went out he would insult me or speak ill of Joana. I don't know why my father hates me so much… I was abandoned like him, I keep wondering if one day he will be that affectionate man again who played with me and called me princess.
Maybe he will never be the way he was before… the drugs have already consumed him and now only the shell of a man he once was remains. And if one day he wants to give it all up, he will have to fight a lot, but I know he will never return to normal…
Already dressed for work, I leave the room and, by some miracle, he was at the table drinking his coffee quietly. He looked at me and then lowered his head.
He is clean… at least for now, if he was always like this, it would be so wonderful.
"Good morning" I said.
"Good morning" he whispered.
We had coffee in silence, I feel a pang in my chest when I see him like this, I know that many times he tries to hit me, but it's not him at that moment, it's the drug acting and controlling him.
In the beginning, it can be liberating, but in the end it traps you and then there is no turning back, you have become its hostage.
I sigh sadly and then I get up and leave for work. I don't earn much, but it's enough to buy food for the house and still save a good amount for when I finally have enough to get out of here. My money is well kept, because my father once stole what I had saved to buy drugs. Now, Joana keeps it for me, because if I leave it at home, I can be left with nothing.
My life is not easy, but I live one day at a time and thus I survive.
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