13- Alcohol Makes Her Bold

I don't care about anything anymore, especially not about Amber's image after she lied to me and led me to believe I was in this with her. I tried calling her millions of times but each time the call didn't go through. She has turned off her phone, leaving me with no other choices but to suck it up and deal with it myself. And by dealing with it, I mean running away from the scene of the chaos.

Alcohol. I hate this vice. I remember the first time I tried to drink this poisonous liquid when I was a high school senior. After one drink, I kept drinking and drinking until I vomited my gut out. But that wasn't the worst part. Being intoxicated by alcohol, I did something I wished I never did. I confessed my feelings to Ashton Coopers, the boy on whom I had a huge crush. When I was sober enough to attend school the next day, I became the laughing stock of school. From there onwards, school became a hell for me. Constant teasing and bullying became parts of my syllabus. My fault was to dream