Jeremy Gilbert (_eagerbeaver) wrote in mystichillslogs, @ 2016-08-30 19:58:00 |
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Ever since his parents' death Jeremy had changed quite a bit. He hadn't be ready to deal with this and that hadn't changed. He kept retreating farther and farther away. He was acting out even if he wasn't sure why. He had managed to get his hands on some beer, and he didn't care about getting caught. So, he was sitting in his own bedroom drinking. A part of him hoped he would get caught, but mainly he was just trying to numb the pain that he was feeling. A part of him wanted to forget everything, but then he thought of his parents and he couldn't imagine not remembering them. He took yet another sip of his beer as he leaned back on his bed. The thoughts still swirling in his head, so clearly he wasn't drunk enough yet. He heard the door open and close downstairs, but he didn't really care. So, he took yet another sip not bothering to hide what he was doing. His door was wide open. |