Prologue

My life just sucks.

"Another one !"

The bartender guy poured me another shot of tequila. The third. This time, it took me about 5 seconds to finish it and I almost call it quit for the night. I said almost ! I already felt my stomach burning like hell, but that wasn't still enough. How long does it take for the alcohol to start brainwashing you ? Because, damn, the vision of Tristan, naked like a baby in our bed and mounting Maddy is still so vivid in my mind. My boyfriend and my bestfriend ...

"Really..."

I closed my eyes and shook my head like that could help, but the act was more like to suppress the approaching tears that threaten to fall. No fucking way that I would cry ! I called the bartender guy again for another drink.

Bumping people around and drunk walk on my way later, I made it safely at the rooftop of my apartment. I stood at the very edge, admiring the beautiful lights of the city at night. I sighted at the view, and without any preamble, I just cried. Like big baby cry. The tears felt like torrent. I cried out all the stresses. My job, my study, my love life ... my life.

"Fuck this..." I said between sobs. " Why ..." I murmured pathetically. "Why ?" I said my voice now even. I was now kicking invisible rocks at the ground. The sadness was quickly replaced by rage.

I climbed the brick balustrade like a ninja and stood, arms open, facing at the world. " WHYYY ? " I asked the universe as if it could do anything.

Suddenly the winds blew at my swollen face, making me for a second almost loose my stance. I made the mistake of looking down and was struck by a violent vertigo.

"Oh shit ..." I turned slowly and decided to climb out of the balustrade, but another wind blew violently and ...

"Shit ... "

I fell.

My life, my pathetic life defiled in front of me, just like in the movies as the world suddenly went pitch black.