Mi Hermana Borracha Novels & Stories

Betty, who always acted so weak she couldn't even twist open a bottle cap, was now swirling a glass of red wine, looking down on me. "Well, look who it is. Our little charity case of a mafia princess." "Does it hurt, sister?" She ground the tip of her high heel into my ankle, her laughter echoing. "You really think brother is coming to save you? Dream on. He's busy picking out a dress for my book launch right now." "You're insane! What do you want?!" I struggled against my bonds. "What do I want?" Betty took a sip of wine. "I want to get rid of you, you useless obstruction."

The bartender heard her loud and clear. Before I could say anything else, Solana splashed her drink on my face. A loud gasp escaped my lips. I fell down on my knees as my eyes burned with the alcohol and the lemon in her drink. “That's what happened to lazy ass servants like you. Now move your fucking ass and get me a mojito. With extra lemon.” She growled at me angrily while I was struggling to open my eyes again. In all that, I hardly paid attention to the music that had suddenly stopped.

Another lunatic. The night had deepened. I hadn’t planned on drinking, Pero sino ba niloloko ko? I was in a bar, and my cousin—who happened to be a heavy drinker—was with me. She was on the dance floor, moving like a maniac with her friends, completely lost in the music. I could only shake my head as I glanced around the place.

So they have both been talking about Mira and Allen to each other without knowing it? Here is another hot fellow whose heart has been stolen by Mira. And none for her. “This should taste better, right? I heard they make you forget bad horrible days” she slurred. “You can't be drunk already, right?” Maha asked, disbelieving. “Drunk? No! I'm just getting started.” she urged Maha to take a seat and opened a box of spicy chicken. “I read from the web that chicken and beer is the best way to forget one's sorrow”

Mike nodded as if trying to remember, but nothing was coming to mind. "I went to a frat party with Emma," Danni said, glancing over at the youngest sister who remained silent. "I got hit on a few times, and made out with this one guy when his friend, a red-headed guy that was very... stubborn, gave me a drink. I know I should have refused it, but I was pissed off at you. I was deliberately hiding from Emma, or I know she would have stopped me. There was something in the drink and I began to feel very strange. From what other's have told me, I was still conscious and walking around when the guy I made out with, the redhead, and someone else, helped me to a back room," Danni said, her voice be

Mira stumbled in. She didn’t just walk...she dragged chaos with her. A crate of alcohol bottles clinked and scraped across the floor, glass knocking glass like nervous teeth. Cigarette cartons spilled from her arms, rolling everywhere. She kicked the door shut with her heel, muttering curses under her breath. “Fucking… stupid… all of it’s fucking stupid,” Mira slurred, bending awkwardly to pick up a bottle and failing. Scarlet stepped forward instinctively. “Mira...”

Seeing the sign of a bar close by, Mia parked the car and went inside the bar to drink. Hey, get me a bottle of Whiskey .” Mia said to the bartender as she sat down on a stool in the bar. She wiped her tears, sobbing softly and listening to the distinct music, Liam was enjoying himself with another woman, and here she was crying over him. The bartender brought a bottle of Whiskey with a glass cup for her. Mia drank one glass of whiskey and felt the hot gin burn the back of her throat. It tasted so good, and she took it again until she lost count of the number of bottles she had.

Irene’s POV I grabbed my fifth glass of bourbon from across the bar, the bar guy already turning away as I gulped it in a mad rush. The look of horror on the poor guy’s face as he watched me belch like a wild animal didn’t prepare him for what I said next. “Do you want to get down?” I slurred, a lazy smile spreading across my lips. A blush crept up his cheeks before his expression went blank. God, he must think I’m crazy.

Michael “That blonde broad is crazy, bro.” Daniel gasps at me. I take a full shot of the tequila before I pass the empty glass towards the bartender for a refill. “Tell me about it.” I sigh, not wanting to recall ever seeing that side of Seraphina. “It's a good thing you've ended things. You knows what she's capable of.” “Well, now I won't have to find out.” I say and see the bartender pass me another full shot of tequila across the table.

The first guy looked really cold but yet strikingly handsome something about him just seem to catch my attention How I wish I could enter that way luckily Mira knows a friend so we didn't have to wait so much time outside and we were allowed in We passed through group of dancing sweaty bodies to the bar “Hi cutie” Mira called leaning slightly on the counter “ 4 shots of tequila please” she smiled at the bartender He brought the drinks and she turned to me “Alright girl, we are gonna drink your sorrows out” I chuckled*I don't have any sorrows” “This is to make you feel alive at the party, take this” I took the glass from her “Now bottoms up” I drank the first shot and then the second in one g