Tragically Beautiful

twenty

(remain aware of the pov change)

Demi; (pov)

I woke up today with a smile on my face.

Today is the day of my sobriety. March 15th. This day marks the day where I took a stand in my life, and became fully confident in myself. 4 years ago, I realized I'm worth much more than I ever thought I was. I know this might sound crazy, but I am actually appreciative of that last alcoholic drink I had consumed. Throughout all my treatment, I was trying my hardest to gain strength. Not only in my recovery, but in myself. I would wake up each morning and recite this prayer to myself. This prayer kept my thoughts positive, and during those times in my life, I needed that the most. Keeping motivated is what kept me alive, and I am so damn lucky for all that support, not only from friends and family, but from fans, that I did recieve. If I never had that last drink, than I may still have been 'having drinks' to this day. That last drink determined weather or not I wanted to succeed, and make people proud. Make myself proud. And I sure as hell did that. Now, each and everyday I wake thinking about how lucky I am to be in my own apartment, with my boyfriend, driving my own car, and it is all thanks to saying no to that one last drink.

Now, this day means a lot to me. I always like to do something special with my family and friends, especially Madison, since she was the reason for my recovery in the first place, but this year felt different. This year, nothing else mattered. Nothing else but my boyfriend. As much as I love the rest of my family, this day to me felt like it should be spent with just him.

This feeling was so strong. It was going to be Wilmer and I today. Just the two of us, but we weren't stable. I needed to fix our issues before we even slept in the same bed again. And when I say our issues, I mean his. He has constantly been lying and sneaking around. Meeting people at 1:00am, quickly exiting the room when certain people call. I needed to get to the bottom of all of this shit, and I am going to do it right when Wilmer gets home from work. Maybe this day will turn out as planned, and we can celebrate my sobriety together.

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Wilmer; (pov)

This morning when I woke up, the first thing I did was go into our bedroom. I just wanted to watch Demi sleep. I miss her, and I can't stand not being able to love her like I usually do. We rarely even kiss anymore.

I am so proud of my baby. 4 years sober. She is so strong, and now she realizes how worthy and beautiful she truly is. She made so many of us proud, and continues to do so to this day. I am extremely proud to be able to call her my girl.

After I had left her bed this morning, and headed off to work, I decided to call in for a bouquet of her favorite flowers; red roses. She deserves them.

Today will be a long day at work, but I can't wait to get home so I can hold my baby in my arms. Maybe I'll send her a text asking if she wants me to call in reservations to her favorite restaurant? If she can even bare to look at my face from across a table...

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Demi (pov)

As I was preparing for my day in the bathroom, my phone buzzed on my side table. I rushed over to read the message; It was from Wilmer..

'Hola baby.. how has you're day been? I wanted to call you but I'm in a meeting.. happy 4 years! Te quiero mucho Demi. Eres tan hermosa. You are my world, and I hope you know that. Shall I make reservations for you're favorite restaurant? It's all up to you.'

Restaurant? I just wanted to spend alone time with him, but I guess if we talk at a restaurant about our relationship.. there has to be less yelling?