-- cap back onto the bottle I brought it close to my best, nestling the bottle close and letting heavy lids close, my mind once again wondering away to something that would never be mine, her..
@AltruisticMercy
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My hands gripped around the bourbon bottle, the 3rd bottle in the last 2 hours. I'd managed to persuade myself to leave without hesitation, the little voice in my head winning in this situation. With fingertips moulding around the bottle feet -
-- causing a smile to climb onto my lips simply by thinking of her. My head ached, my heart ached knowing full well that I was the monster the one who never got the happy ending, instead I found nothing but emptiness in the world, nothing but a bottle as a friend. Placing the -
- anyone's agenda given the whole situation of my brother going Rippah and me somehow having to take on the role of good guy. Instead masking my pain in a bottle, Elena Gilbert had once again managed to crawl into my head, the small dimples at each cheek mirror in my mind --