I retrieved a glass from my kitchen to pour spelled wine in. I chose the one that was black and said, ”Wine is everything.” Wine might as well be everything since people suck. Relationships suck, and everything is making me want a drink. Being attached to creatures was the worst since it gave them the power to hurt you. I didn’t even want anyone close to me because of it. It hurt too much. It felt like it hurt still. My heart hurt so bad a part of me didn’t want to breathe. I wasn’t good enough. He didn’t even want to try either. He ended it. And it ripped me into pieces, loving him like that. He might as well spit on what we had too. Time to drink my days away.
Other witches stayed in my apartment building on my street, so all my neighbors casted spells, and the feel of magic was often felt in the area. Witches of all levels, and one with covens. It was very safe in this neighborhood.
I grabbed the wine called Lover’s Spell, one that contained roses and apples, trying to put healing into my life. My wine was spelled to help me heal and get me somewhat drunk.
I deserved a break after waiting tables a lot. I had saved up in case I needed it for emergencies.
After getting my glass, I sat on the couch, relaxing and turning on the television. TV while drinking wine was heaven. I took a sip of the delicious drink, and it was like heaven. Not better than sex of course, but pretty good.
Nothing was better than relaxing, but the loneliness was beginning to set in. Being alone was good at times, but there was nothing like coming home to the love of your life and relaxing with them. I also dreamt about a particular guy. And he was everything I wanted in my dream. Dark hair, dark eyes, and tattoos. And he came into the restaurant, and I served him a drink. He was my type! And I hoped he got home fine, unless he was still there drinking away. I didn’t blame him if he was. Heartbreak was a bitch. A really big one, capable of making someone a drunk for the rest of their life. It physically hurt to have it. And some people were so heartless that they hurt someone and didn’t even care how bad it felt. I let the tears fall again since I just wanted to get it out. It sucked it had to end. I was perfectly happy, then all this shit happened to me. Now I was a wreck.
Loneliness on days off was the worst. I had no one to spend my days with. I missed cuddling. Kissing and a hug would make my life better too. Especially a cuddle after table 76 yelled at me for not bringing their blood hot enough. I was lonely, so lonely since I had no one to cuddle with and to destress me. This time off was going to drag. Drag so bad I might as well eat popcorn, binge watch movies, and get so drunk I passed out.
I wore something nice but not too nice. I changed out of my uniform and took a long ass bath to feel warmth again. I even lit healing candles since I needed to destress and heal. I didn’t need to go anywhere, but the day was catching up to me. It was only 6:00 p.m. here. Time just seemed to drag when you had nothing to do and no one to spend time with. It sucked to be alone and feel like no one wanted you.
I had time to really unwind. I even begged Rockie to give me some time since I needed it. The break up and the loss of my mom was a grief like no other. I needed this time to myself to come up with a plan.
I was hidden from the witches thanks to a strong concealment spell. But it had a time limit, and it had lasted for a while so far. The wine was kicking in some, and I was sitting there watching TV, feeling sorry for myself and crying, when a crash got my attention. And there I was trying to enjoy my damn night, drinking myself to sleep. Let’s see what is going on. I caught a glimpse of red hair. I didn’t think. Instead, I grabbed a backpack with my book and ran out of there as fast as I could. Time to forget about the ex bullshit, since I was back to running for my life. There I was looking forward to drinking and watching TV until I passed out. My time off and something just had to go wrong. I was on red alert; it was time to think about survival instead of my aching heart. Fuck heartbreak right now. It wouldn’t do me any good if I was dead.
Acknowledgments
I thought I would give Mina her own book since that is something I wanted to do for her. This book was fun to write since it was a form of therapy, and we all go through crappy relationships. I would also like to thank Alethia Garcia for helping beta read this. I would like to thank my awesome editor Liz for helping me get this book into shape. And lastly, I want to thank my family and friends for being there for me!
About the Author
Jessica Samuels was born in Virginia and graduated from Virginia Commonwealth University with a Bachelors in Mass Communications. She has three cats and a dog. She loves reading and writing tales of romance. She even loves the supernatural and loves to turn the ordinary into the extra-ordinary.
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