The club was dark and musty, and the worst part was, Danielle had lost Sam. A couple of drinks in and Sam was gone. Danielle didn’t think she would be able to handle it. There was no way she could cope with knowing that Sam was gone forever, and she was stuck, alone. Danielle hadn’t realized she had been drinking until she had to wipe a tear from her eyes, because she wasn’t ready to cry. She didn’t know what would happen if she cried. If she cried, maybe she would be able to handle the memories of Sam. But now, now she was alone.
She wanted Sam to come back, to be with her and not with her in the bar. She wanted Sam to come back, to be happy again. She wanted Sam to be happy, and that’s all she really wanted. Sam was good, Sam was her best friend, and now it was all gone. Danielle had lost it all, and it was all her fault. It was all her fault! She could still see the face of Sam. She could still smell him, all her thoughts and feelings were still clouded over with him. And she couldn’t stand that. If only she hadn’t been alone, if she hadn’t been the one to give up, if she hadn’t been so stupid and stupid and stupid. She couldn’t think of a thing but herself, and her thoughts.
Danielle sat in her favorite bar, and started to drink. It was almost ten in the morning and she was feeling incredibly tired. She needed to get up for work and she needed to make sure she was ready before she drove home. Danielle got up, and headed to the mirror to check herself out. She looked in the mirror, and saw a face she hadn’t seen in a while. Her eyes were sunken in, and there were bags underneath her eyes, and Danielle just wished she could look away, but then she saw what she needed to. She wanted to see her face again. She wanted to remember Sam, and maybe just maybe Sam would be able to make her feel like she could be happy again. Danielle got up, and headed to the fridge. Her favorite beer sat there, and she took a drink. She put the beer on the counter, and looked in it. It felt amazing. It tasted just like Sam. And it was still there, waiting for Danielle to finish the bottle. She could feel herself getting closer, but she didn’t want to think about how quickly she was going to go. Danielle finished her drink, and headed to Sam’s place, she had to make sure she didn’t give up.
The place was crowded, and no one was there to help. Danielle sat in the corner in the dark place, and just sat there, until she heard a voice and a door open and close. She opened her eyes and looked up, and saw Sam. It was like he wasn’t there anymore, and it made Danielle feel so empty, and sad.
“Sam” She whispered.
“I don’t know how to tell you this, but, you are my best friend now. I don’t think I can be with anyone else like you. I was going to propose to you tonight, but I couldn’t come up with a good excuse. I’m sorry I ruined this with you. I’m sorry you had to go through this alone, and I’m sorry I left you behind.” He started talking faster. He couldn’t take it anymore. Danielle tried to remember what she was going to say, but she couldn’t. “Sam, I don’t know what to say. I don’t know if I can make it up to you. I don’t know what to say and I don’t know what to say. Please Sam I don’t want you to think that I’m a loser that doesn’t deserve you, but I do. Because I am, I’m an idiot, and I know that I can’t be with you. Please Sam, just say something.”
“I don’t know what to say, Danielle. I’m sorry. I’m sorry I left you, and I’m sorry I didn’t come with you.”
“Sam, you never left me. You always came back to me. You never stopped saving me from myself. You made me feel loved. You saved me.”
“I don’t know what to do, Danielle. I miss you.”
“I miss you too Sam”
Sam walked into the club, and left Danielle sitting there.