Jed was drunk Found his way to the bottom of a whiskey bottle Not that he was a drunk Or big drinker Or drank often But when he did he knew the [...]]]> I thought about a short story on the way to work one day. Not certain it will ever develop anymore than it is developed now, but have a gander.

Jed was drunk
Found his way to the bottom of a whiskey bottle
Not that he was a drunk
Or big drinker
Or drank often
But when he did he knew the way down.
 

4th of July and as usual in Springfield
Annual bash, booze barbecue fireworks, bands and all
It was a grand event
Whole town got involved
Jed decided that this year he would get involved in drinking
Hard year and all
Been here a year and half now
Time to let go for once
 
First time he met her
Drunk on the fountain
She passes by
He says most beautiful woman
Her blond hair
Blue eyes like pools of water
She whispers in his ear she’s a lesbian
He says that is what women say when they don’t want to talk to drunk men
She laughs and walks off
 
Looking up at the sky
She comes back
Looks down at him
He’s right, that’s what women say when they don’t want to talk to drunk men
She kisses him
Fade to black
 
Hammer pounding in the skull
Lights are bright
He can hear muffling and crying
Is this blood?
Whose?
Thundering slam in his ribs
World goes black
 
It’s light again
He’s on the ground next to the fountain
Morning
Birds chirping
Town’s a mess people are cleaning up
Head pounding like a 1000 hammers
Head Hammering
Ribs sore
Fell off the fountain
Landed on ribs
Concrete’s hard stuff to fall on
Whiskey is hard stuff to sleep on
 
Dipped his hands in the fountain
Took a drink
Cold water in his throat felt good
Splashed cold water on his face
Turned and leaned on the fountain
Stomach churns
Jed bends over and vomits
Falling to his knees the black starts to consume him
 
Hammer pounding in the skull
Lights are bright
It’s quiet
Is this blood?
Whose?
Where is he?
Stomach Churns
He bends over and
World goes black
 
Jed didn’t remember much of the night before
A few bottle bottomings of whiskey does that
He pulled himself off the lawn
Dusted off
Headed home
Not far
Just around the corner
Stripped off his clothes
Showered
Shaved
 
Knocking on the door
It was the blond with blue eyes
Delilah
Jed
She leaned in a kissed him
The room spun
His body floated
They m Hammer pounding in the skull
Lights are bright
It’s quiet
Is this blood?
Whose?
Where is he?
Stomach Churns
He bends over and
World goes black
Made love
Slept in each other’s arms
 
Hammer pounding in head
Lights are bright
He can hear his own breathing
It’s the bedroom
Delilah is in the bed
Head pounding
My god
No
Stumbles
Falls
World goes black