Travis Kelce Drunk Novels & Stories

“I'll just drive you home, before leaving.” “No, don't bother about me. Just go see them and let me know what they're saying.” He replied and although reluctant, Oscar nodded his head and walked away, feeling like he'd made a grave mistaje by leaving Travis alone in the bar, dead drunk, but what could he do? Travis kept drinking glass after glass, with fragmented images of Alison in her despair flashing through his mind. He knew that he was not supposed to be here getting drunk and losing his mind, but he just couldn't help it.

“I…I wanted him to leave. So I kicked him on the chest. I really didn’t mean for this to happen, I didn’t know…I just…I’m so sorry, Trevor.” He sighed.”It’s okay, I’m sure he’d get through this.” My nerves were in shreds, I ran a trembling hand through my hair. I hadn’t fully recovered from getting drunk and so it was fueling my tension. I felt powerless and terrified. “You told me he was in a bad condition? Was this it? Or was it really my kick that led to this?”

He muttered to himself, pouring himself another glass of alcohol and downing it, the fact that he had been thinking of starting a life with Kelvin, while Kelvin had been busy building a life without him, it still fucking hurt so bad, each time he thinks about it and he wasn't sure he can ever get over it and trust anyone again, once beaten twice shy, never again will he give anyone the power to do what Kelvin did to him, never, he vowed again drinking more, he knew he was getting too drunk and that he needed to stop but he was sad, seeing all the love going around, from his best friend finding love and happiness to this couples in this bar being all over each other, it made him feel lonely a

Kyra doesn't let me finish. “What? Why did he go to the clinic? Did you break his nose again?” Switching over to speakerphone, I logged into F******k for my YouTube page, searching for those pictures Katie posted. “No, I didn't break his nose again! He swore he barely had two beers and that he couldn't understand how that made him so drunk. Long story short, it sounded more and more like he had been drugged. We drove to the clinic so he could get tested to be sure, and he tested positive for GHB Kyra. Katie drugged Randy last night.”

“It wasn’t just her on the newspaper front page, I have my hands on today’s edition of the New York Times, with your picture on the it, drunk as a skunk, dancing only in your underwear in a nightclub. I’m out Sickle, if you don’t do something to solve your drinking problem, I’m going to leave you alone, man. Since you have been suspended from UFC, you’re doing shit after shit, do your brothers know you’re sinking this way? Do you think the old man Jeremiah would be happy to see his son being defeated by alcohol like this?” My brothers, my parents, I think about them, this shit I’m burying myself in deeper everything and the knot in my throat that stops me of telling Calvin, I finish our conv

Second, after being single for ten years. It's okay to get drunk. It's my special day. ---- Gregory saw Lucy entering the bar. Kent just got home yesterday with his wife Eloisa from abroad. He called to informed Kent. "Okay, I'm on my way," Kent said after cutting his call. Gregory took a deep breath after leaving the place.

"Kelvin, did you come here to interrogate me?" "Of course. Because why have you gone for one week without contacting me? You had to be with someone! And you were so excited to see him so you ran out looking all sexy for him and when you saw me, you had this look of shock on the face and you fucking retreated! You think I am stupid?" He was drunk. Or on his way to getting drunk. "You're drunk, Kelvin. You're not being rational now. We're going to talk when you learn to be sober and have some respect for me."

said Hector. “Ok, mister big shot. You think you are better than me because you got a date with her? Well, just keep in mind she can easily be taken,” says Gage. Little did Hector know that while he was talking to Gage, another boy was slipping alcohol into Hector’s drink. Hector then walked off with the drinks and gave one to Kelanar and drank one himself. It tasted a little funny, but he didn't think about it too much, instead deciding to dance with Kelanar. Each time Hector went back for drinks, they found a way to spike it. Toward the end of the night, Hector felt fuzzy and off.

He looked at his bandaged wrists and grimaced. “Besides, I’m the one who’s always doing the stupid stuff.” “I’d hardly call hiking stupid. Accidents happen, Travis.” He rolled his eyes and looked down at the floor. “I…wasn’t exactly doing it sober.” “What? You got drunk and tried to climb over a boulder in the middle of the woods?”

She let them comfort her feeling safe and loved for the first time in years Caleb worked and worked and worked, he slept, ate the food put in front of him by his Chef, went to work and then drank himself into oblivion every night with his best friend, a bottle of expensive Scottish whisky. Gino could only watch as he self-destructed, he had tried to talk to him, wanted to get him to open up about his feelings for Trina but the man was stubborn. Everyone who knew him could see he was suffering from losing her but he would not accept it and buried his true feelings under the blanket of work and whisky.