♡ WASTED ♡ (Chase Atlantic)

WASTED Chapter 1

"I had a dream, it was so realistic. Woke up in tears with a bottle of whiskey."

Lily and Mitchel had been dating for a month now, and everything had been going soothingly between you two. Though Mitchel was worried about you. You had been drinking more lately and using dangerous drugs to cope with everything. Depression, anxiety.. You name it.

I did anything to escape the thoughts inside my head. I woke up one morning to a terrible headache, and my body was shaking, slightly from all the alcohol I had drank last night. I looked beside me on the floor, and the half-drank bottle of whiskey was still on the bedside. I groaned quietly to myself, my headache was killing me, and I knew what was probably going to happen next.

Mitchel walked into the room with a concerned expression on his face.

"Lily, I know ya said not to disturb you last night, but I couldn't help myself. I wanted to check in on you today and-"

He went silent as he saw the half-drank bottle of whiskey at my bedside.

"Lily.."

Mitchel sighed deeply, shaking his head in disappointment.

"I thought we talked about this. You shouldn't be drinking this much, love. It's not good for you. Please.. Just listen to me."

He pleaded, a concerned look all over his face.

I looked at him with slight frustration.

"I'm fine, Mitchel. Just.. drop it."

I huffed as I got up, my whole body shaking from the heavy hangover. I stumbled slightly before going to the bathroom. I looked like a mess. Hair all over the place, just in my underwear and one of Mitchel's loose jersey. I walked into the bathroom with a sigh as I looked in the mirror. My eyes had bags under them from lack of sleep, and I honestly looked exhausted. I began to brush my frizzy hair. I heard Mitchel's foot steps fallowing me to the bathroom, and I sighed softly.