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“You know, that’s spiked.” Gerard walked in the kitchen, joining Pen, who was leaning against the table and downing a glass of eggnog.
“Thank God,” she said, refilling the cup once it was empty.
“Pen,” Gerard said hesitantly, somewhat shocked at his friend’s reaction. “Have you started drinking again?”
“What do you mean ‘again’?” she snapped, setting the glass down roughly on the table beside her. Gerard picked it up, but she snatched it back, holding it to her like a child. “I never had a problem with drinking. Can a girl not have a little drink every now and then to unwind?”
“No, Pen, not when that girl did have a problem, and will be on her way to a problem again if she keeps denying it.”
“Thanks, Mom,” Pen sneered, taking another long sip out of her eggnog and visibly savoring it to taunt Gerard. He reached out and took it, holding it far out of her reach. “Gerard! I’m not a child!” she fumed.
“Oh really? Then stop acting like one! Pen, I don’t think you understand how serious this is. Once you’re an alcoholic--”
“I’m not, and never was an alcoholic!”
“--you never stop being one! Why do you think people call themselves ‘recovering alcoholics’? Hmm? It’s because they have one drink, Pen, one drink, and their life begins to spiral all over again. Do you want that to happen? Do you want to throw away everything you’ve achieved in the past two years?”
“I’m not throwing away shit, Gerard! And you can go to hell if you think you can tell me what to do! It’s my fucking life, okay?”
“No, it’s not okay! You’re not okay, Pen.”
“I’m not okay? You really need to listen to me, Gerard: I’m o-fucking-kay. Just fucking dandy, alright?”
Pen never found out if it was alright, because Bob joined them in the kitchen at that moment, attracted by all the noise. “What’s going on?” He noticed the glass still clutched in Gerard’s hand. “You know, that’s spiked,” he informed him.
Gerard feigned surprise. “Oh my God, really? Whew, thanks for that, Bryar.” With that, he was at the sink in one stride, dumping the contents down the drain. Bob didn’t notice Pen’s lip curl, but Gerard did.
Short chapter, I know. I'm sorry. But it'll get better, I assure you. OverAndOutxx
“Thank God,” she said, refilling the cup once it was empty.
“Pen,” Gerard said hesitantly, somewhat shocked at his friend’s reaction. “Have you started drinking again?”
“What do you mean ‘again’?” she snapped, setting the glass down roughly on the table beside her. Gerard picked it up, but she snatched it back, holding it to her like a child. “I never had a problem with drinking. Can a girl not have a little drink every now and then to unwind?”
“No, Pen, not when that girl did have a problem, and will be on her way to a problem again if she keeps denying it.”
“Thanks, Mom,” Pen sneered, taking another long sip out of her eggnog and visibly savoring it to taunt Gerard. He reached out and took it, holding it far out of her reach. “Gerard! I’m not a child!” she fumed.
“Oh really? Then stop acting like one! Pen, I don’t think you understand how serious this is. Once you’re an alcoholic--”
“I’m not, and never was an alcoholic!”
“--you never stop being one! Why do you think people call themselves ‘recovering alcoholics’? Hmm? It’s because they have one drink, Pen, one drink, and their life begins to spiral all over again. Do you want that to happen? Do you want to throw away everything you’ve achieved in the past two years?”
“I’m not throwing away shit, Gerard! And you can go to hell if you think you can tell me what to do! It’s my fucking life, okay?”
“No, it’s not okay! You’re not okay, Pen.”
“I’m not okay? You really need to listen to me, Gerard: I’m o-fucking-kay. Just fucking dandy, alright?”
Pen never found out if it was alright, because Bob joined them in the kitchen at that moment, attracted by all the noise. “What’s going on?” He noticed the glass still clutched in Gerard’s hand. “You know, that’s spiked,” he informed him.
Gerard feigned surprise. “Oh my God, really? Whew, thanks for that, Bryar.” With that, he was at the sink in one stride, dumping the contents down the drain. Bob didn’t notice Pen’s lip curl, but Gerard did.
Short chapter, I know. I'm sorry. But it'll get better, I assure you. OverAndOutxx
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