Chapter 5

Plopping myself down on the toilet seat, I rested my head between my knees while trying to get the world to stop spinning. Alcohol, especially vodka, always hit me harder than it did most people. Probably because I hardly drank, just rare times here and there and even then I usually only drank wine. Once my vision seemed to settle down enough for me to feel like I wasn't going to vomit, I did my business and left the stall. Staring at myself in the mirror, I didn't have that lifeless look anymore. What it was, I couldn't quite place my finger on it, but it wasn't happiness that was for sure. I washed and dried my hands before pressing my cold palms to my cheeks to calm myself down, praying that the Alcohol wouldn't hit me as hard as it did last time. I shuddered at the thought. I'd almost lost my virginity to Brandon that night. What a waste that would've been. Pushing the bathroom door, I was caught off guard as someone roughly grabbed me from behind and forc