CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

- ACE -

My body rolled to the side and I stumbled on the ground from my bed, feeling uneasy. Since my brain cells have been completely destroyed due to my excessive alcohol intake, I can barely stand on my feet.

I made my way to my bathroom by crawl-running on the floor, trying to hold myself from puking on my bed and the floor. The moment the bathroom door came open, I rushed to my toilet and let my stomach out.

I feel sick. It's unlike me to drink to stupor and feel this way. What the fuck was wrong with me? Why did I push myself this far? I hurled again into the seat till there was nothing else to let out. That's when I flushed.

I am miserable all the time, but right now, I feel fucking pathetic. I exhaled, sitting on the floor to rest my head and stomach for a bit. Having water to drink right now would be nice but I don't want to revisit the bathroom. I pushed my body up and staggered to my sink. The tap came on when I put my hand beneath it and I stuck my fingers together and