Bad girl gone good

Is this the end or a new beginning?

The next day instead of going to work I went out with one of my old friends Ashley, we had been friends since high school and she always helps me when I'm having problems. we had went to her house to hang out and talk. I told her what had been going on with me and Meghan and how I was feeling, she says that I'm a good man for staying with her but I should try to move and not get hurt more by her actions because she's not good for me.
Ashley had seemed pretty into me and I think she actually liked me, I liked her too but I had a bad feeling that this wasn't right and that Meghan was still the one for me. everyday while Meghan was hungover on the couch I went out wit Ashley just to hang out as friends, but then it got a little serious one night when we went to a club we both had gotten a little tipsy and started to make out with each other. at the time I was feeling really good and didn't have any cares about Meghan or anyone but then I heard a voice screaming my name. since I was a little tipsy the voice wasn't clear but I knew who it was. it was Meghan screaming my name from across the club and she was furious, she ran over to me and slapped and punched me then she jumped on Ashley and started beating her up. I pulled her off Ashley and stared into her heart broken eyes she pushed me away as she ran out of the club and sped away in her car back to our house. I followed her in my car and when I got there she instantly yelled at me saying
"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?"

Jordan(narrator): "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN, YOU HAD SEX WITH ANOTHER GUY AND YOURE MAD AT ME FOR KISSING ANOTHER GIRL!"

Meghan: YOURE SUCH A LIAR I NEVER DID THAT"

Jordan:YOU DONT REMEMBER BECAUSE YOU WERE DRUNK ...AS YOU ALWAYS ARE"

Meghan has no words after that she just slaps me and goes into my office slamming the door behind her. I then go upstairs to our bedroom and begin to punch the wall to try and calm down then I lay down and cry myself to sleep thinking of how fucked up my life is and how my friends and family were right that Iam I stupid fool for loving a cheating alcoholic.
The next morning Meghan comes up to our room lays in the bed with me as we both stare at the ceiling. I tell her to get out but she of course she doesn't listen she then turns, looks at me and says in a soft voice "babe, I'm really sorry for all the pain and stress I've put you through all these years. I'm a lucky girl to have such an amazing boyfriend like you who supports me even when I'm doing wrong. I know saying sorry probably means nothing to you now and that you also probably hate me. I don't blame you if you do. Iam a cheating slut who is only good at getting drunk and partying all night. I can barely keep a job, even now I can barely keep my boyfriend..." tears start running down my cheeks as she continues and starts to cry herself "oh baby, I love you so much and I'm sorry I'm so sorry for everything, and I swear I'm gonna change, I really am because I love you and would do anything to get your love back." were both in full on tears then I get mad again and yell at her to get out. she runs out the room down to the living room crying as I still lay there in bed also crying and in pain because my heart feels like it was smashed into a million pieces. as I'm crying I'm also yelling because the pain hurts so much.
For the rest of the day we stay in the house crying, yelling, destroying things and avoiding each other. Later I go down stairs to where she was and start watching tv as she lays there not caring at all. we both have pink eyes from all the crying, she leans over and lays on my arm, I look at her, were both staring into each other's eyes. I lean forward kiss her and say "I love you and I'm sorry too." Then from a kiss it goes into a make out session then into us making love on the couch which we haven't done in a year now. I've missed her soft body and the way we make love.
At around 3:00am when we're done love making we lay there talking, laughing and reminiscing about the good times before all of this craziness ever started. then I start to realize the reason I love her again. it's not about her being drunk and a party girl, she may be a hardcore rebel and bad girl, but deep inside theres the sweet innocent good girl that I fell in love with in high school. the girl who used to be a nerd with straight A's and on honor roll with a GPA of 3.85 but that girl was washed away by all the bad kids in school who influenced her that partying and drinking were the right way to go, and that I her boyfriend thought it was ok too at one point. I know now that at that time I should have stopped and helped her instead of thinking it was gonna get better on its own and instead it got worse.