Post by Natasha Jen Grey on Oct 10, 2010 5:49:32 GMT -5
It wasn't the typical Friday night. Well, actually it was, but not for Natasha. On this day, 2 years ago her husband died. Right now she wasn't celebrating. Of course she wasn't, she was just drinking. Drinking so much that she could just forget everything, even if only for one hour.
So around 9pm, Natasha pulled some jeans and a black tank out of her closet, put a little make up on, and than headed out. Her first stop was some fast food restaurant so that she had something in her belly and than she took her car and drove to Starstruck.
Car driving... That was something that scared her. Only because her husband, Matthew got hit by a car. But on this night there was nothing else she wanted more than to die. She stopped on every green light and drove on every red, but not one car hit her.
She got in Starstruck around 10.30 pm and walked right to the bar. Vodka. Big Vodka. she ordered to the bartender and pulled out a box full with cigarettes. A thing she started to do when she got married. Her husband was a smoker as well... So Natasha just kept smoking after his dead. Pulling out a light, she light her cigarette and inhaled the smoke. As the vodka came, Natasha made a sign the bartender should wait, she gulped down the vodka in one breath and told the bartender to refill it. It was going to be a long,long night...
So around 9pm, Natasha pulled some jeans and a black tank out of her closet, put a little make up on, and than headed out. Her first stop was some fast food restaurant so that she had something in her belly and than she took her car and drove to Starstruck.
Car driving... That was something that scared her. Only because her husband, Matthew got hit by a car. But on this night there was nothing else she wanted more than to die. She stopped on every green light and drove on every red, but not one car hit her.
She got in Starstruck around 10.30 pm and walked right to the bar. Vodka. Big Vodka. she ordered to the bartender and pulled out a box full with cigarettes. A thing she started to do when she got married. Her husband was a smoker as well... So Natasha just kept smoking after his dead. Pulling out a light, she light her cigarette and inhaled the smoke. As the vodka came, Natasha made a sign the bartender should wait, she gulped down the vodka in one breath and told the bartender to refill it. It was going to be a long,long night...