Chapter 1
B E N J A M I N
Teeth clashing together in rage while from my throat immerged noises of distress, my fist found it’s way to the wall in a hard and stress reliving impact, enough to leave a mark surely but that didn’t matter to me right now, I broke down sobbing, not caring about my now surely bruised knuckles, my back slid down the same wall I had punched seconds ago, I was now sitting on the cold hard ground, alone, angry, confused, I felt the stream of hot tears run down my cheeks, my insides swelled at the deception.
A deception I never saw coming, a blatant betrayal that caused bliss and laughs for two but wrath, sorrow and deception for one.
I don’t understand how I could of been so foolish and imperceptive, to not notice, now everything was so clear, as clear as a summer day, it all makes sense, the lack of affection, the nights out, the minimal amount of sexual interaction, the reason I felt like she was drifting away, I always thought I was doing something wrong, little did I know.
I was left alone to drown in my intoxicating thoughts- gaslighting myself.
I finally calmed down after for what felt like hours, I hadn’t felt this hurt in such a long time, and I dreaded it with all my soul, I hated this feeling, I wanted it gone, and I knew the perfect way to get that done.
The thought of going back to the cause of so much gloomy and lonely days petrified me, but the reason I quit it was the same reason I’m going back to it.
I stood up, grabbed my jacket and headed out the door, outside was fresh and slightly windy, sniffing I walked towards my car, my vision still a bit blurry, after fiddling with my keys I came to the conclusion that I wasn’t in the right condition to drive so I decided to walk to the bar, I didn’t want to cause an accident and have another weight added to my shoulders.
Sighing I walked down the street, the bar was only about fifteen minutes from here, the street lights were always shitty which caused a dim and eerie effect at night time, I made sure to keep my head down, just in case if someone passed by, I didn’t want to let the world know in what mental state I was at the moment.
Hearing distant laughter and chatter, indicating I was close to downtown after a ten minute walk, I wiped my runny nose with the back of my hands, the rings I was wearing scratched my nose ever so slightly as I did so.
I walked up the street until I was in front of the bar, which had in bold italic letters their name, ′Moon’, feeling the sense of déjà vu as I walked inside, with every step I took I felt the walls caging me in and screaming but at the same time whispering, how much of a disappointment I was for throwing years of progress into the bin like some useless piece of candy wrapper.
Looking around the place, my eyes found an empty seat in front of the bar where the employees took customer’s orders.
I sat down sloppily, and in a matter of seconds there was a man asking for my order, he looked in his mid thirty’s and wore a relaxed face, “Vodka.” I answered coldly not wanting to talk, he nodded and went away, I was starting off strong I am aware of it, but the pang in my chest doesn’t want to go away and places me in a state of misery, I want that gone.
The bartender came back shortly afterwards with a glass of clear liquid, it wasn’t as full as my expectations hoped, but it would do the trick, grasping the glass my rings made a slight clang sound as they made contact, bringing the glass in front of my chest, I looked down at it, I could slightly see my reflection on the liquid, it has been so long since my tongue experienced the taste of alcohol and I was anxious, after a while I finally brought the glass to my lips, and left the cup empty, feeling a burning sensation on my tongue then past my throat, leaving a strong, tingling taste lurking in my mouth.
“Another.” I glanced at him and pushed the glass towards him, he refilled it and handed it back to me, I replayed the moment she chose my brother over me, making the feeling I dreaded come back, “So, why are you here?” The man asked as he rubbed a glass with a yellow cloth, I gave him a confused expression starting to feel a bit light headed, “Everyone that comes here has a reason, what’s yours?, If you don’t mind me asking.”
It took a second to register what he said, but once I did, I debated whether to tell him or not, I could use some free therapy.
“My girlfriend cheated on me.” I stared at nothing in particular, just drowning in my thoughts and vodka.
“I see, this isn’t the first time I hear something like this.” He sighed, I looked at him curiously, asking him to go on although I wasn’t very sure with what.
“If I were to tell you the amount of people that come here after a breakup.” Shaking his head, he put the glass down and leaned into the counter, “I had been with her for three years, I loved her like no one else, I was going to marry her.” My voice cracked ever so slightly at the end of the sentence, I drank the remains of the vodka in the glass, I turned my attention to him and he wore an apologetic expression, which I scoffed at.
“Yeah, but she fucked that all up when she got into my brother’s pants.” I said roughly, the words like venom on my tingling tongue as I ran a hand in my hair, the rings on my fingers getting tangled ever so slightly in my straight locks.
He seemed surprised at first, as if his ears hadn’t heard such thing, his expression soon turned into an empathic one, no pity, no sympathy, just empathy.
“That’s tough, kid, but hey, you’re still young, you’ll find the one, and if you don’t, remember that a dog is a man’s bestfriend.”
I thought about how he said ‘The one’, I thought Valarie was ‘the one’ and look what happened, I don’t think such person exists, and yeah maybe he’s right, I’m still young and have a long way to go, perhaps I’ll find the right person, I just don’t think it’ll be soon, not after this.
After another glass, and another, and another, and another, my mind went into shut off mode, not registering in my mind what happened that same night, as if it was mocking me, it only registered small details, silky raven hair, impossibly smooth and milky porcelain skin, and a sent of a weird combination of mandarin and cigarettes.
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My eyes remained shut as I felt the headache began to form, my brain was punishing me for my impulsive action by the worst way imaginable- a hangover, the mattress felt soft against my back, tempting me to stay in bed just five minutes more, but then I noticed the same smell I recalled from last night, although it wasn’t as intense it was there, that alarmed me, the sound of shuffling finally made my eyes snap open.
And I was met with a sight indescribable, something I thought I would never experience, nevertheless, I caught my body reacting in such a confusing way, blood rushing through my veins so fast I could feel it, and eyes never leaving the sight to behold.
I wasn’t in my room like I thought I was, instead it seemed like I was in a hotel room, but that was the least of my worries, what really astonished me was the half naked person in front of the left side of the bed.
What kind of teenage wet dream is this?
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A/N: Hi Hi! Author here, just wanted to say that future chapters will be longer don't worry! This was just a little insight of what is going on.
I also wanted to say that this story is also on Wattpad, I was originally only going to publish it there but then after seeing what has happened to many authors, I decided to publish it here as well, for something like a backup incase something occurs to it on Wattpad! My Inkitt and Wattpad accounts are under the same name and the story is only published on here and Wattpad, if you see it somewhere else please let me know!
Well I think that's all! I apologize if its a tad long!
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