Dominating Love ✓

[Chapter Twenty-One] Riley's Pov

Chapter Twenty-One
Riley's Pov

It's not that I didn't want to spend time one on one with Chase but I just needed Scott there as a buffer between us, he was good at that. I felt if it were just us two we would end up fighting the whole time and I didn't want to ruin this experience for him

The last time we did this we were seventeen, still in high school and he helped me plan my wedding and Brylee was there every step of the way for Monica, she was sixteen and pregnant and frustrated but she never gave up on her.

We were confused kids about to make a life changing decision and scared out of my mind, I ended up hiding in the fitting rooms terrified I made the wrong decision, terrified that I was about to be a father in high school.

I was a junior when I proposed to Monica, I know people think it's stupid, that it wouldn't work that oh great babies having babies and thinking they're adults.

My parents made me work for things though, with us in school with twins our parents helped a lot but we still had to pay rent and our bills, we had to pay for Lina and Mia, it wasn't easy.

I was a seventeen year old alcoholic and Monica didn't just bail on me like she should have, we were both serious about making a marriage work and she was only sixteen when we got married and I love her more every day.

I was scared but I had people there for me and I felt an intense amount of guilt for making this harder on her, I know she misses mom and dad, I know this is supposed to be the happiest time of her life and that it's not and I'm just adding to it; instead of helping I'm making her miserable.

I wanted to put this behind us too but every time I looked at her I just, I felt guilty and she looked so much like mom it brought back those memories of being in the hospital.

Five absolutely devastated teenagers sitting on the hospital floor, I still remember the smell of that night, the way the cool tile soaked into our skin, how it went Monica, me, Chase, Brylee, Rochelle as we leaned against the wall all holding hands.

They were mine and Brylee's parents by blood but the other three loved them as much as we did, hell my parents helped raise Rochelle and Chase.

I remember Chase and Rochelle blanketing Brylee when we found out dad was kill instantly and how I held onto my wife. I remembered Brylee's cries for him and I remember the way mom's face looked when they let us in to say goodbye.

There was so much blood and she was so cold and pale, every time I think of the night I hurt Brylee I see that night and instead of a drunk driver who caused it, it was me. It was my fault

Am I mad that my best friend fell in love with my sister? No, I'm really not. I knew he had a thing for her but I didn't realize he truly had feelings for her and I was drunk and I lost it, I never should have started drinking again.

I hated that I was putting Monica through this again, she had done so much for me the first time and I didn't want her to have to do it again. AA fucking sucked, therapy fucking sucked but it was worth it to get to see my kids and hold my wife at night.

She was more than clear that she would not do this again and she wouldn't put the twins in danger; that was the worst, knowing I was a danger to my own children who I loved. My girls meant the world to me.

I arrived at the tux shop and Scott wasn't there yet which was dumb. I was late and Scott was on time for absolutely everything which contrasted with Rochelle's being late for absolutely everything. 

"Hey," Chase said to me and I hesitantly went over there and he rolled his eyes "I'm not going to attack you know, you have known me my whole life." he said and he was right.