Long Lost Twin

My name is Lizzie, my Mum recently died from cancer so I was forced to live with my aunt. That also meant moving schools and making new friends. I did have a Dad but I never knew him. Mum did, they split when I was born. He took my twin and Mum took me.


20. Chapter 20: Drinking

Lizzie’s POV –

I curled up on the sofa and cried. I can’t believe Louis would just dump me like that. Thank God Jenny wasn’t home. She had left me money for food if I didn’t fancy anything in the fridge or cupboards. She is gone for the next two weeks on holiday with Joe. They’re having a second honey-moon I think.

I got up and grabbed the money from the drawer. It was enough to last me a month. I wouldn’t ever consider drinking to erase pain, but I had to. I have been through so much since the beginning of September and I can’t take any more pain. I’ve had enough.

I wipe my eyes and put on make-up so it wouldn’t look like I had been crying. I am eighteen so I’m legally allowed to buy alcohol. I walked over to Tesco’s and bought myself a few bottles of wine. I couldn’t be arsed to walk around trying to find anything decent to drink. I paid for the bottles and showed them my ID when they asked.

When I got home I grabbed a glass from the cupboard and filled it up with wine. Two glasses and I will be drunk. I couldn’t wait. I would feel happy again.

After three glasses, the wine had the opposite effect on me. I started to feel more and more depressed with each glass. This isn’t going as planned. I curled up and tried to go to sleep.


I woke up and found myself on the floor in the kitchen. I sleep walk? I looked at my wrist and saw several cuts. I was definitely not dreaming. I saw a knife that was a few metres away from my body. I flinched at the sight of the knife then went to pick it up and clean it.

I checked the time; I was already late for school. I wasn’t going anyway so it didn’t matter much. I went upstairs and took a shower, I was careful not to get any shower gel into my cuts, and then got changed. I pulled a long sleeved top on. I was thankful that it was getting colder which made the perfect excuse to wear it. I went downstairs and saw that I hadn’t drank any more wine left so I was still stuck with two and a half bottles.

There was no way I could drink wine again. I felt worse now than I did yesterday. I could just chuck half a bottle and keep the other two to give Jenny and Joe when they get back and pretend I paid for them out of my own money.


While I watched TV, the doorbell rang. I sighed and got up to answer it. I opened the door and saw Liam there.

“Oh, it’s you.” I grumbled.

“Hi to you too,” Liam replied. “Have you been drinking?”

“Yes.” I admitted. How could he tell?

“If you’re wondering how I can tell, you have that look on your face saying that you have a hangover and don’t feel good at all.” Liam explained. I pushed my sleeves up out of habit, then I quickly shoved them back down. Liam gave me a questioning look.

“I feel like absolute shit.”

“Why were you drinking? Also, why did you quickly shove the sleeves of your top down?” Liam asked. I shook my head. Then suddenly Liam grabbed my arms and pulled the sleeves up. “Liz.” He whispered.

“Forget it. I was drunk.” I mumbled.

“You drank ‘cause of Louis?” He asked and I nodded. “I’m gonna kick his ass. I promise you.” 

A/N - 

Sorry this chapter is short, I have a really bag headache and I feel slightly sick :L I think it's because I'm collecting my GCSE results tomorrow and I'm really scared about them. I also won't be able to update again until tomorrow afternoon/evening as my mum is in hospital and I'm going to go and see her. 

Sorry :( 

MissTwix xx

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