Unconcious Love
Anna has just broken up with her boyfriend Jake. Comment me if I should continue.
"Get out!" Anna shouted. "Get the fuck out!". "Can't we talk about this?" Jake asked. "Talk about what Jake? You cheated on me" Anna asked. Jake rubbed his forehead. "I'm sorry". Tears poured down her face. Jake stood up and walked to the door. "I really am sorry" he whispered. Jake walked out of the apartment, closing the door behind him. Anna slid down the wall her face in her hands. She couldn't remember the last time she had cried so much. Anna stayed on the ground for a good half an hour when she was desperate.
Anna stood up wiping her eyes and walked into the kitchen. She opened the fridge and took out the bottle of Smirnoff that was staring at her. She ripped the cap off and took a sip throwing her head back. She coughed as the pure vodka burnt her throat. Anna opened one of the kitchen drawers and pulled out a packet of Marlboro Reds. She took one of the cigarettes and grabbed the lighter that was sitting on the bench. She lit it up and made her way to the balcony of her Santa Barbara apartment.
Anna took a long drag and gulped the Smirnoff. As she looked out at the ocean, her BlackBerry Storm began ringing. Anna rolled her eyes and walked inside, cigarette dangling out of her mouth. She picked up her phone from the lounge room table and wiped her eyes as she were still crying. "Hello?" Anna murmured. "Anna?" Julia asked. Julia had been Anna's bestfriend for ten years. Anna began sobbing into the phone. "Talk to me" Julia whispered.
Anna walked outside and took a seat. She put the phone down and turned it onto speakerphone. She took another drag on her cigarette and butted it out. "I loved him Jules" Anna cried, her head in her hands. She grabbed the bottle off of the table and sculled some more. "How could he do this to me?" she asked. "Do you want me to come over?" Julia asked. "No, no. I couldn't ask for that" Anna sniffed. "Anna, you're my bestfriend. I'd do anything for you" Julia reminded her. "I know, I think I just want to be alone" Anna whispered. "Give me a call later when you feel like talking". "I will" Anna said. There was a long pause before Anna hung up the phone and sculled the rest of the bottle.
She stood up and stumbled into the kitchen. She opened the fridge once again and grabbed Julia's bottle of Whiskey that she had left over. Anna went into her bedroom and put it on the bedside table. She stripped down to her black lace underwear and got inside her doona. She unscrewed the lid and took a nice long sip from the bottle.
Anna was a first year student at Santa Barbara University studying Fashion and Business. Her family lived in Long Beach owning a multi-million dollar mansion overlooking the Pacific Ocean. She had an older brother, Jamie, who was 20 and went to college in San Francisco. Anna's mum, Sally, was a stay at home mum. But ever since Jamie left, she became a Fashion Designer. David, Anna's father, was a very well known businessmen who travelled alot, mainly to China, England and Australia.
Anna gulped some more Whiskey and turned on her tv. She was trashed. She opened her bed side drawer and took out another 'hidden' packet of cigarettes. She lit one up and took a long drag, blowing out smoke rings. She coughed as the Whiskey and smoke met in her throat. After four more 'puffs', Anna butted the cigarette out and sculled the rest of the bottle in one breath. She put the empty bottle on the ground beside her bed and turned her head onto the pillow and passed out.
Anna stood up wiping her eyes and walked into the kitchen. She opened the fridge and took out the bottle of Smirnoff that was staring at her. She ripped the cap off and took a sip throwing her head back. She coughed as the pure vodka burnt her throat. Anna opened one of the kitchen drawers and pulled out a packet of Marlboro Reds. She took one of the cigarettes and grabbed the lighter that was sitting on the bench. She lit it up and made her way to the balcony of her Santa Barbara apartment.
Anna took a long drag and gulped the Smirnoff. As she looked out at the ocean, her BlackBerry Storm began ringing. Anna rolled her eyes and walked inside, cigarette dangling out of her mouth. She picked up her phone from the lounge room table and wiped her eyes as she were still crying. "Hello?" Anna murmured. "Anna?" Julia asked. Julia had been Anna's bestfriend for ten years. Anna began sobbing into the phone. "Talk to me" Julia whispered.
Anna walked outside and took a seat. She put the phone down and turned it onto speakerphone. She took another drag on her cigarette and butted it out. "I loved him Jules" Anna cried, her head in her hands. She grabbed the bottle off of the table and sculled some more. "How could he do this to me?" she asked. "Do you want me to come over?" Julia asked. "No, no. I couldn't ask for that" Anna sniffed. "Anna, you're my bestfriend. I'd do anything for you" Julia reminded her. "I know, I think I just want to be alone" Anna whispered. "Give me a call later when you feel like talking". "I will" Anna said. There was a long pause before Anna hung up the phone and sculled the rest of the bottle.
She stood up and stumbled into the kitchen. She opened the fridge once again and grabbed Julia's bottle of Whiskey that she had left over. Anna went into her bedroom and put it on the bedside table. She stripped down to her black lace underwear and got inside her doona. She unscrewed the lid and took a nice long sip from the bottle.
Anna was a first year student at Santa Barbara University studying Fashion and Business. Her family lived in Long Beach owning a multi-million dollar mansion overlooking the Pacific Ocean. She had an older brother, Jamie, who was 20 and went to college in San Francisco. Anna's mum, Sally, was a stay at home mum. But ever since Jamie left, she became a Fashion Designer. David, Anna's father, was a very well known businessmen who travelled alot, mainly to China, England and Australia.
Anna gulped some more Whiskey and turned on her tv. She was trashed. She opened her bed side drawer and took out another 'hidden' packet of cigarettes. She lit one up and took a long drag, blowing out smoke rings. She coughed as the Whiskey and smoke met in her throat. After four more 'puffs', Anna butted the cigarette out and sculled the rest of the bottle in one breath. She put the empty bottle on the ground beside her bed and turned her head onto the pillow and passed out.
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