The ACG Short Story Collection

A bottle of something strong

I was back home, sitting in front of the tv, watching those bad afternoon soaps, Shit. Shit, fuck, damn. And I had no further insight about how I was supposed to react. I noticed I was crying, Fuck fuck fuck I hope she won't. and lost. No, she won't, not before we talk again. Are you sure of that? Yes, I mean, no, I'm not, but I'm certain she'd at least... At least what? Well, she couldn't possibly go and do something that big without being sure of what I feel about it. Yes she could. Yes, she could, but I don't want Why? her to. So, you made up your mind? Well, not quite yet, i'm not really sure Wuss! I want to go that way I'll second that "wuss"; but I KNOW I don't want her to do the opposite. So, you're going to take her decisions for her? Idiot. No, no, I want to talk, I want us to get through this together. You're only Stop lying. protecting yourself.

I was going crazy, and it wasn't funny.

It was dull outside, and I had a bad case of the "this-is-the-first-day-of-the-rest-of-my-life".

I opened up a bottle of something strong, and drank half of it, and then rolled a fat portion of something, hum... green, and proceeded to smoke all of it. "There, I said, That way I'll think straight. Yeah. Right." I was losing control. I wonder what she did today? Do you think she went there? No, that has been settled, she can not do that. You're drunk. You're stoned. I mean, look at you. Yeah, look at me. How can I expect her to take me seriously? She never did, anyway. Good point. Shut up! No, you shut up! No, you shut the fuck up! No, you shut the fuck up! Damn!

Damn. I wasn't getting anywhere like that. And where was she? Gone. Gone gone gone. Damn Damn Damn. I called her place but got no answer; I called her mobile but got no answer; I called upon my conscience, but all I got was a lousy You stink, get some sleep. You're denying hard here, aren't you?. That was my reason speaking, so I listened it, and went to bed.

*ring*. *ring*. Humpf, must be the phone. *ring* What time could it be? *ring* Could it be her? *ring* Awww, forget it. Hey, I said *ring*! Ok, ok, I'll get it.

- Yes?

- "Hi, it's her it's me".

- Hum, hello.

- So...

- ...

- So, hum, you thought about it?

- You could say that. You're a bastard, boi.

- ...

- have you? Wuss.

- yes.

- So...

- ...

- Say something! Oh, shut up. It's not that easy you know, and, besides, I still have no conclusion. Oh, come on, I know I want it. I do? Yes, i do.

- ...

- Well, Go! yes, I've thought about it. Go! A lot.

- And?

- I... I... I... I don't want you to..

- You mean that you....

- Yes Yes. Yes. ... ... ...

- SAY IT, GODDAMIT! She's right! Yes she is!

- Yeah, ok. Here we go. I...I want us to keep it. So... do you feel it’ll be a boy, or a girl?

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A bottle of something strong