Jacob stared into the mirror of the medicine cabinet, his pale, gaunt reflection looking back. Dead blue eyes, month old stubble, unruly curls of hair.
Letting out a disgruntled groan, he threw open the cabinet door, the small opaque brown sitting before him, freedom.. Snatching it from its hiding place he popped the cap and shut the door.
“Here’s to happily ever after,” he mumbled at his reflection and lifted the bottle before throwing it to his lips. He shook the bottle, waiting for the contents to fall into his mouth. He frowned as he saw through the bottom of the bottle, and threw it against the tiled wall.
“Do you really think I’d be dumb enough to leave them lying around? You’ve been moping around my house for months, you think I hadn’t thought of everything you might try to do?” Jacob glanced at the reflection that had appeared in the mirror.
“Screw you Riley.”
“Is it really what you want? To end it all? To be a coward?” Riley asked leaning against the door frame.
“And why the hell not? It’s gotta be better than living like this.”
“Oh boohoo, Jacob’s hurting so he’s gonna be all emo about it. Why don’t you grow a pair and get over it?”
Jacob grinded his teeth, scowling at his friend.
“Don’t give me that look, you’re not as threatening as you think you are big guy,” he chuckled.
“I’m going to the pub,” Jacob spat and barged past him, his face flushed with anger and upset.
Yeah that’s it, drink yourself into a coma. it’s been three months! Seriously you need to get over it.”
Jacob ignored the comment from his friend as he shrugged on his jacket. When Riley could hold a relationship down past two weeks then maybe he would listen to his advice. He knew he meant well, but life wasn’t that easy. Some things couldn’t just be discarded and forgotten.