It was midnight,
The lonely sky looked more comforting then ever, as the crescent hung in its solitude.
A lone figure could be seen atop a humble balcony looking below at the flickering light as they moved past, a smile traced his face akin to the crescent that hung in the sky.
He held a bottle of wine maybe champagne maybe neither nobody knew, he raised the bottle proceeding to take a sip from the bottle like any uncivilized man.
"Tastes really smokey" Kai thought to himself. The wine itself wasn't that bad what was though was its price.
"Tsk. Who in there right mind would pay 60$ for this rip off " well Kai did so he would finish the damn thing.
He sat down on the balcony and took another sip and then another, he was enjoying the momentary silence which he honestly deserved. He hadn't been as happy as this for years, for 8 year and 7 months to be more precise, that is after the death of his sister Maya. His life—the whole family was ruined maybe if he had done something different that day.
He took another sip.
His father became an alcoholic at first it was for grieving, then as something that eased his mind, then as a habit and finally as an addiction. Maybe if he had helped his father back than if he had talked with him.
He took another sip.
His mother lost in grief became more venomous then snakes, at first it was murmurs of how it was her fault, then getting annoyed over the slightest of things, and then arguments over nobody cared for her daughter or her death.
Finally everything shattered when she blamed my father for Maya's death. He simply broke, cried tears running down his face. Never, never in my short life have i felt as lost not before not after.
He took another sip.
He himself did nothing, felt like he could do nothing, not until after his father broke,not until his parents divorced, not until everything was hopeless. Maybe if he had done something before instead of finding some solace in a god forbidden game.
He took another sip.
But everything was in the past, wasn't it? The only things that remained were memories and regrets. And now life was finally looking better he had made it better, after the divorce he talked to his father everyday about his life ,about how much he loved us and about how much he regretted everything.
He took another sip.
Kai drank every venomous word his mother spat and would say the sweetest of words until she had no poison in her. And finally his parents decided to talk again after three years from being divorced. He had gotten a fairly good job offer at one of the best companies in which he would be working tomorrow.
All it took was hardwork, his dreams, destroying his teenage life,his social life and a bit or more of his mental health totally normal so today he would enjoy.
So he drank, drank to the moon, to the night sky, till there was nothing left, till it was dawn.