1.11 - Beginning of an Addiction

Frances sighed. He wasn’t sure how he got from opening up the bottle of whiskey to drinking about a third of it but there it was.

He checked the level again, just to be sure. Yup, a third gone. His mouth felt dry like a desert and it had the most disgusting feel to it. Also, his head ached. He had a horrible night with his mother; she was screaming at him about his grades and he wanted something to numb him a little. And then Faron tried to stop the fighting and was told to “mind your own business, little bitch” by their mother. Yeah, that would do it.

1.0 - The First Day of School

Music blared throughout the room. Frances winced and scrambled for the remote to the stereo system. ‘Fuck!’ he groaned as he turned off the stereo. He sat up in bed and rubbed his hands over his face. First day of school. He had been up half the night before, talking to Alexa on the phone. He smiled, thinking of her outrage at his joking suggestion to pick her up in the convertible. Alexa wasn’t one for flaunting wealth around and she preferred to be picked up in his old Volvo.

Frances got out of bed, padding to the bathroom just to the right. He slept in the nude so it was just a matter of him tinkering with the temperature of the water to get the shower going how he liked it. After a moment, he stepped in, grunting as the water sprayed onto his face. Hurrah for school.