Alex:

"Stop drinking! Stop this!" I heard her whiny voice saying as she tried grabbing the bottle from me. Finally I relented, sighing heavily.

I was alone in my dimly lit bar, nursing a glass of whiskey until my sister showed up. I stared longingly at the amber liquid glowed in the faint light, itching to drink it. I need to drain that fucking glass. Drink my hideous self to sleep.

The proposal flashed in my head and I wanted to rip my head off. If that'll take away the misery I'm feeling then I'll gladly do it.

"Is it because of her? That vile bitch?" Yolanda sneered and I...