Hope you like this story, it's not like other I've writen but I've been thinking about it for a short time and here it is.

Thanks for reading.

;)

The Origin Of A New Life

I've Been Through Hell

Sookie POV

A drink.

At first you think just one drink won't hurt anyone. You think it's something normal, something everyone does when you need to disappear, escape from reality and forget your problems.

A drink.

How can a simple drink in a small glass can cause so much damage?

A drink.

The first drink makes you feel good, makes you see the problems are not as bad as they seem but it's not real. It's just an illusion created by our minds to accept the fact that we are so desperate that we could able to do anything to avoid reality.

A drink.

Just one drink and everything can change in seconds. We wouldn't even be aware of what is happening until it was too late and we couldn't do anything about it then.

That's how all started. A single drink and my life changed forever.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Five years ago

"When will Dad arrive?" Sarah was restless, running around the house, waiting anxiously for her father to return. "Mom, when will he come? You said he'd come today." Who can have as much energy as a seven-year-old girl who's waiting for her father?

"Baby, Daddy is coming soon, okay?" She nodded but I knew it wouldn't be enough for her. Sarah needed to know everything all the time and there was always a question in her mouth. She was so smart, gorgeous and awake and unable to remain silent and quiet for more than five minutes.

"Sarah, you have to finish your dinner or Daddy won't give you your gift when he returns, all right?" Bill always brought her some from his travels. His job was boring and kept him away from home for weeks but he was a good father and always found time to be with Sarah when he was at home. "Besides, you know when Dad gets here it will be pretty late for you and you'll have to be in bed because there's school tomorrow. You'll have time to talk to him tomorrow, okay?"

"But Mom…"

"No buts, Sarah." I said firmly and we finished our dinner.

We waited and waited but Bill never showed up. Sarah was not sad or upset, no, she was disappointed and it was something I couldn't bear.

"Honey, you need to go to bed."

"But Daddy's not back yet." She replied desperate. "You promised me Daddy would come before I went to bed, why he's not here? Why has he not arrived yet?"

"Sarah, I don't know, maybe his flight has delayed, it may only be a problem but I'm sure Daddy will be home tomorrow and we'll go out to dinner, the three of us, to celebrate it together, what do you think?"

"Okay." But her answer was not convincing. I hated to see Sarah in that way but I couldn't do anything else.

"Good night, sweetheart, I love you."

"Love you too, Mommy." I was going to close the door but Sarah called me before I did. "Who will protect me from monsters if Daddy is not here? He always knows how to make them disappear."

I smiled slightly and whispered. "Don't worry, baby, if a monster appears I will protect you. I promise. Good night."

Bill was never late, his trips were calculated with precision and missing a flight back was not normal for him. I started to get scared and even looked on the Internet for possible aviation accidents or anything else that could have happened in the Chicago area but there was nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

What the hell was going on?

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Five years had passed and the pain still remained.

One drink after another, but the pain never disappeared.

Who said drinking makes you forget? It's not true, it's only the illusion that something is a little better but it's just a lie. A simple and stupid lie that we need to believe to try to move on.

It does not work.

It never works.

How can change everything so quickly in a matter of seconds? Life, everything you have achieved means NOTHING when something gets in your way and you can not fight against it because it is actually stronger than you and nothing you do will be enough to avoid the disaster.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

"Bill, this is the…well, actually I don't know how many messages I left you on the phone but please, please, I need to know what's happening and if you're okay." I breathed deeply and continued talking to a phone without knowing if my message would be heard sometime. "Hey, I'm very scared and I'm trying to look calm for Sarah but the truth is I'm having a panic attack and I don't know what to think. You don't answer the phone, I have no way to contact you and…just call me, please. I need to know you're okay. I love you."

I walked around the house with my cell phone in my hand and trying to stay calm.

I walked in Sarah's room several times to check if she was still sleeping but the idea of going to our bedroom and getting into bed was unthinkable. I wouldn't be able to sleep and I'd look up at the ceiling the whole night just thinking about awful things that could have happened to my husband.

And at some point in the night I fell asleep in the living room couch.

Present

"Have you been out again?" I walked into the apartment to find my best friend and roommate Amelia sitting on the couch and waiting for me. I just nodded to her question and walked towards my room but she stopped me before I could reach it. "Sook, I was worried for you, you left hours ago and haven't even called. Where have you been?"

"Having fun, you know." I said smiling.

"Have you been drinking?" She didn't give me time to answer or deny it before she continued talking and looked at me as if I had committed murder. "Sookie! I thought we'd already gone through this. Listen, what you're doing is not good for you and you need to stop."

"Stop?" I yelled. "Why should I stop, Amelia?"

"Because THIS is not good for you! Damn Sookie, you can't go out every night, drinking non-stop in bars and surrounded by people who would be able to do anything to a girl like you, do you understand? You're acting like a stupid and irresponsible one right now and I won't allow it."

"Who asked you to worry for me?" I yelled again. "I just want to go to bed! Leave me alone!" And I slammed the door shut behind me.

I was acting like a teen and I felt stupid, irresponsible and guilty but I couldn't help it.

I got in bed without undressing and cried and cried until there were no more tears in my eyes. I fell asleep clutching the photograph that was once my family and prayed things were different the next day.

I know it's a weird beginning but hope you enjoy reading it.

;)