The world as we knew was collapsing before our eyes. Slowly without us being able to do anything to prevent it. Our free will was taken away from us. We became puppets, controlled by a higher power. All we wanted was to escape, to cut the threads th...
- Look what I found, Gabriel's expression was like a child who just got a new toy.
He jumped easily up onto the fallen tree I was sitting on and sat down next to me. Waving a full whiskey bottle in front of my eyes. The yellow contents sloshed in front of my vision and I wrinkled my nose.
- Stop being so sensitive Robin, he laughed as he unscrewed the cap on the bottle.
He took a big first sip. My stomach clenched just from the smell oozing from the whiskey. But I wasn't going to refuse alcohol under these circumstances. So when he handed it to me, I gratefully accepted.
I clearly remembered the feeling of being drunk. When all the world's problems seemed so insignificant and everything was just so wonderful. However, I couldn't hold back the disgust i felt when the drink burned in my throat. An urge to cough came over me. It made Gabriel laugh even more and punch me hard in the back. Annoyed, I push him away.
Why would he always mess with me? His grin always seemed to provoke me. Sometimes I wonder why I even hung out with him? We are as different as people can be. Everything seems so simple in his eyes, like the world is a playground and we are its children. Ready to explore all that fun, not a problem in the world, just endless adventure. But Gabriel had seen the dark side of life, how could he be so carefree?
I look at him, why did he so promptly want to be my friend? Be by my side all the time.
- Do you see it as a duty? Taking care of the weak? I saw the signs on him even though he nonchalantly tried to brush it off.
He wanted to be a hero. A hero he couldn't be to his little sister when she was alive. But I wasn't a project for him. I didn't want to be that for him.
I snatched the whiskey bottle from him, which he swallowed a little too quickly.
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- If you don't calm down, you're going to fall off soon, I said gruffly, trying to shut my taste buds off as I took a few new sips.
The logs were only a few meters off the ground, so the fall wouldn't be dangerous, but it would hurt if you weren't careful enough.
- Where did you find this by the way? I said as I inspected the bottle. Tried to read the label in the dark but quickly gave up. As if I knew anything about any whiskey brands. To me, everything tasted equally disgusting.
- Don't worry about it, he said as he kicked his legs in the air. My gaze darkened.
- You stole it didn't you? I wanted him to pick up on my accusing tone.
Instead, I just got a hug on the shoulder and an outstretched arm that fished for the bottle again. His voice was close to me as he whispered:
- Don't worry your sweet head about it, I turned my head away from him for a second. So he wouldn't notice how red my cheeks turned.
