One More Drink

One More Drink

A Story by Treo LeGigeo
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“You want to get a drink?”

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“You want to get a drink?”

 

Six words. Six little words casually spoken by an innocent man without any idea of their implications.

 

 

“You want to get a drink?”

 

It was only a reunion with an old friend; it was not supposed to become a battlefield. One moment I’m strolling down the street chatting light-heartedly with a mate from school, the next my world is threatening to crash down around me.

 

 

“You want to get a drink?”

 

To him it may mean nothing but a simple boy’s night out, but to me it means much, much more.

 

 

"You want to get a drink?" 

Anxiety, depression, obsession, not caring what I did, who I hurt, how much I lost as long it got me a pint. Bystanders attacked and robbed when cash ran low, barmen beaten and stabbed after refusing to give any more, and every last cent, possession, and shred of dignity sacrificed.


"You want to get a drink?"

Often I woke in pain, sometimes in strange places with no memory of how I got there, sometimes in ER. It was terrifying, horrifying, and killing me, but I couldn't stop.


"You want to get a drink?" 

And even when I finally did, it never quite left me.


"You want to get a drink?" 

They say half the battle is lost with the first sip. That the taste can never be forgotten, that the thirst and the craving never disappear. Those six words, and I am suddenly very aware of the dryness of my throat, the longing in my belly, the need in my body.


"You want to get a drink?" 

But I also remember what I've gained. The steady job I finally attained after years of unreliability, the spacious house I only just finished paying off the previous month, the wonderful son who admires me and looks up to me, and the beautiful wife who loves me despite everything I'd done and was the one to first help me stop.



“No thanks, I don’t drink.”

 

Half may be lost, but half is still being fought. There will be no end, no final battle; I’ll never stop wanting just one more drink.

 

But I have too much to lose now, and if I have to fight for the rest of my life, I will do it.

© 2013 Treo LeGigeo


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Treo LeGigeo
Bit of an experiment, nothing like anything I've written before.

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Many individuals deal with addiction, alchohol, drugs, whatever...it's impulsive, can take over lives until, without a fix, you find yourself doing anything to get it, like a (wo)man possessed. The battle doesn't stop at the last drink, or the final upheavel of everything you've worked towards becoming and obtaining... this story puts those aftershocks into words, where one innocent line can cause so much unresolved damage. Very beautifully written, I think.
- Kiyo

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i dont think you need to improve anything this is great :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


Novel, and therefore especially interesting.
Nice description.


Posted 8 Years Ago


That is really good. The pressures and consequences of alcohol well portayed.
Making and keeping the new life. The style really works. Thoughtful

Posted 8 Years Ago


Mabe you have created a new genre the Stoem! Half Story and Half Poem. It makes a very interesting read.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is really different. I've never read anything like it before, but I do like it. Those six words just pulled me in that much more. Great job. :)

Posted 8 Years Ago


Oh, I see I've already reviewed this! Anyway, once again, I STILL LOVE IT! hehe...

Posted 8 Years Ago


this is awesome! the structure of the story is very different, almost like a poem, flowing elegantly.

i love how you always referred back the those six works: "you want to get a drink?" and in between you told a sad and lonely story.

great writing! ^_^

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Posted 8 Years Ago


Many individuals deal with addiction, alchohol, drugs, whatever...it's impulsive, can take over lives until, without a fix, you find yourself doing anything to get it, like a (wo)man possessed. The battle doesn't stop at the last drink, or the final upheavel of everything you've worked towards becoming and obtaining... this story puts those aftershocks into words, where one innocent line can cause so much unresolved damage. Very beautifully written, I think.
- Kiyo

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Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

EXCELLENT! You just wrote something that gives all drinkers hope! Excellent write and read!!

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Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is amazing. :) Good job.

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Added on December 25, 2010
Last Updated on June 13, 2013
Tags: Alcohol, Alcoholism, Drunk, Drinking, Alcoholic
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Treo LeGigeo
Treo LeGigeo

Sydney, NSW, Australia



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I'm from Australia, so some people may find that I spell things differently. I love writing and have had a couple of publications of short stories and novellas under a pseudonym. I started .. more..

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