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Vanessa's POV

In order to just clear up my head, I went to the bar to get some shots. It's always gladdens me to drink them because It makes feel that I'm better off on my own, that I don't need any stupid boyfriend like Cole to take me for granted

The bar wasn't the kind that had so much room or so much drinks because it just a local Bar but it my taste and that was all I needed.

Another shot! I yelled to the bartender for another pint of beer. That was my tenth shot if I was really counting right because at this time I was getting a little lightheaded.

But, thank Goodness my dear bestie Shelly was there to guide me home in case I pass out. She wasn't quite the kind of person I was but she could tolerate me and my bad habits at least and that's why I cling to her.

"Vanessa this is too much drink you are taking, you can't kill yourself over estimations you don't really have a base fact to prove, besides he's pleading for your apology-"

"Who says I wanna kill myself, huh?" I interrupt