Chapter 15: Honesty and Recovery

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Lucy drinks her tea and nibbles on the chocolate chip cookie I picked up from her favorite bakery down the street. She slept all night, after three cups of that tea she drinks when she needs help sleeping. I watched her sleep, I couldn't sleep. I still can't believe Lucy's mom. How do you treat someone like Lucy, like that.

"Whatcha, thinking about?" I ask Lucy, my hands wrapped around my own cup. Lucy offers a smile that doesn't reach her eyes and shrugs "I just..." she trails off and looks down at her tea. "Just not used to it anymore." She finally gets out.

"Used to it?" I prompt, trying not to make her feel bad because of her mom.

She nods "My mom has had a problem with drinking for a longtime, as long as I can remember." Lucy sips her tea. "She used to go through good and bad spells but... it got to a point where she was just always drunk and then she was buying pills and not taking her medication and she never really got better." Lucy shakes her head "she stopped even wanting my help, she just promised me what I wanted to hear when I told her I was going to leave." Lucy takes another drink of her tea and barely even nibbles her cookie.

"I knew you wouldn't just leave someone." I tell her. Lucy closes her eyes as if she were in physical pain.

"But that's what I did." Her bottom lip quivers.

"Lucy, no..." I exchange my seat across the table from her for the one beside her. I rest my hand on her arm, just below her elbow. She takes in a quivering breath, trying to keep from crying.

"It is, though, I left her." Lucy takes a sip of her tea. "I chose my own health over my own mother, what kind of person does that?" Lucy's face morphs into something like disgust. It's not an expression I'm used to seeing on her.

"She didn't give you a choice, she didn't want to change and you can't just let someone treat you like that." I watch her face for any signs that I convinced her.

"You wouldn't stay with me if I treated you that way." I try again.

"I suppose not." Lucy doesn't look too sure about it.

"Lucy, I need you to tell me, right now, that you wouldn't stay with me if I treated you badly." I pull her chair toward me and she avoids my eyes.

"Lucy." I repeat.

"No, I wouldn't be with you." Lucy finally meets my eyes but hers are filled with hurt, as if the thought alone was enough to make her cry.

"Sometimes, you have to make hard decisions because someone else won't make good decisions for themselves." I take her hands in my own. She just shrugs. I want to make her happy but I've never seen her so sad before. I sigh and let her hands go.

"Where are you going?" Her voice is worried.

"Just give me one second." I kiss her forehead and go to grab my laptop from the coffee table. I log in and go straight to the playlist I made for her as a random gift. I hit play and turn around to watch her face as the whistling starts.

"You know I can't smile, without you..." I start to sing it, not great but that's what's great about Lucy, she thinks something is even better if you do it for her and you're not good at it.

"Can't smile without you..."

Lucy's lips morph into the tiniest of smiles. I walk closer to her "I can't laugh and I can't sing... I'm finding it hard to do anything!" I guide her out of her chair, fitting my hands onto her waist. She wraps her arms around my neck and I look into her eyes, her smile grows.

"you see I feel sad when you're sad." I dip her back and she explodes into a fit of giggles. "I feel glad when you're glad." I spin her in out tiny area between the kitchen and the living room.

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