CHESTER
"3…2…1…smash!" I aim the bottle at the wall and it shatters, joining the other shards littered on the floor.
I grab another bottle and take a mouthful of it. A few drops roll from my mouth and wets my shirt. Swiping my hand over the wetness, I aim the bottle at the wall, ready to throw it.
"Chester!"
It's Jess. How the f**k does she not listen? I wanna be alone! I don't f*****g wanna speak to anyone! What's so hard in that?!
"Chester, please open up. Let's talk it out. Please. Don't hurt yourself."
"Get out, Jess! Leave me the f**k alone!" I throw the bottle at the door and she shrieks at the crashing sound.
Her hurried, frantic footsteps take her away from my doorstep to God knows where.
I grab another bottle. It's the last. Gulping down the drink, I wince as it hit righ
