Sober On A Drunk Planet Novels & Stories

They kept my mind from spiraling into dark thoughts. I hated the voices in my head; they always popped up when I was sober or when I wasn’t drunk or high. They urged me to claw at something or get blood on my hands. This was the only time I didn’t have to fight with myself—getting drunk was a way to calm my nerves. “You have to get up,” someone said. I blinked, trying to force my eyes open, only to wince when the bright lights assaulted my eyes. What the fuck was going on?

We were all orphans at this point, all longing for a love we never had. “Sounds really sad. So sorry to hear that. Didn't know you were struggling this much.” “Yeah. I'm currently trying so hard not to drink. I've been two days sober, although it's eating me up. I'm willing to change, if she'll just come back here. I'm alone here. She's not even returning my texts. She's been warning me for a while now, if only I'd just listened to her. I can't believe she's really staying away.”

"Thank you." We take our seats, and the silence lingers until he finally speaks, his hands resting on the table, gazing at them as if they contain all his thoughts. "I am now sober," he states slowly and with intention. "It has been a few weeks. I am... striving to improve. I need to be better. For myself, and for you and our children." His voice trembles slightly, catching me by surprise.

He asked after taking another swing of his drink. "Not that I can stay away with everything going on" Oliver laughs, before staring into his drink. "No one wants to be sober right now man. No one. " for a moment he doesn't move and he shivers as if cold, his fingers clenching around his glass a little tighter. "This is just f***ed the hell up. " I shrug, waving to Jack to order a glass myself. "We had it coming some time now. It's honestly been awhile since they've been so tenacious. If it wasn't for this thing with Halie, I'd think it was touching that they'd want to exterminate us. "

Xander sat alone in his dimly lit apartment after the conversation with Dr. Lawrence, his hands trembling as he wheeled himself closer to the window. The city lights twinkled below like fragments of hope scattered across the dark. For years, he had drowned himself in alcohol and anger, convincing himself that he had been betrayed by life itself. But the doctor’s words echoed in his ears like an unrelenting bell: “If they come back, do you want them to return to a wreck of a man?”

He slowly stood up and people clapped to encourage him as he made his way to the podium. “Hi…my name is Scott,” “Hi, Scott,” They chorused. “Um…I’m an alcoholic. I have been sober maybe twenty hours, I know that’s not much but I gotta start somewhere right? Um, that right there is my daughter. She’s pregnant with twins. My first grandchildren. She looked me in the eyes and said that if I didn’t sober up I would never see her or her children. At first I was furious with her. How dare she give me an ultimatum right?”

CHAPTER 111 ROB’S POV The sharp pain shooting through my skull drives me awake earlier than I expected. My hand clutching my forehead tightly as though the pain would magically go away. Just when I’d thought I was already better last night. “You need to cut down on drinking, Rob.” I mutter quitely, even though I find myself chuckling seconds later. Drinking was the only way I could cut myself out of some shitty reality. Maybe when I finally found a reason to remain sober, I would.

"Tonight was fun." Jane giggled as we walked home. Mark had also headed home. "I'm glad you enjoyed it." I smiled. "Do you have drugs on your planet?" She laughed. "No," I replied. "What about alcohol?" "Yes but just for the taste. My people can't get drunk." "Ooooh. So that's why Rocksyn and I got so drunk at that party but it was like you had nothing." "Do you think the cops are looking for me?"I randomly asked. I basically kidnapped her and vanished off the pier.

Luna's grandmother also bids goodbye to the alpha because she has to announce it to the clan. Minutes later, the alpha was talking with Borris, one of his trusted men. Alpha is already sober. He wants to tell Luna the news without her being annoyed by the smell of the wine he drank earlier. "I already drank the sobering tonic. I feel so sober right now but I also hope that the smell of the wine will also fade away. Can you still smell the wine?" Alpha asks his trusted warrior. "Alpha, please be at ease. I certainly cannot smell the scent of the wine." Borris replied.

“Let us revisit that when you're sober, I see your friends, come on, let's go home.” “Up?” she blinks, and for a second I don't understand what's going on but when she lifts her arms, I get it. Alessandra I need to stop drinking, I've built up a stamina for most drugs but alcohol ingestion doesn't seem to be on the list.