Family Ties

The Chandlers Are Back At It Again

Roberta's POV
Three years later ...
Normality is what have become of the Jackson household . I am now almost 45 years old and my husband is almost 48 years old . Our children are also growing still before our eyes with Madelyn being nine years old . Rilley being six years old and our youngest daughter Maddison about to turn 4 our house hold is forever evolving to say the least . We are still here in Malibu and we've added a new member to our family . He's a golden retriever who we've name Skip. It was a gift from me and Michael on their last Christmas last year .  We have been taking it real slow since my wild hair up my ass decided to go rogue . I know this sounds crazy and I know that I was the disappointed wife when my husband decided to relapse so let me take you back to year 2004 ...

Flashback Begins

2004
Robertas POV
"Ugh my head " is what I think when I wake up at our home wet bar again for the fifth time this month ... I honestly gotta stop is what I think when I look at the clock as it reads 2:00 a.m. . I get up and clean up my mess and head upstairs  creep to our bedroom . I go to the bathroom and take a shower and slowly crawl in bed with my husband who turns around and wraps his arms around me . With one breath he breathes "glad you can join me " . With a guilty conscience I go to sleep . I need help but I'm having way too much fun . I know I'm wrong for this when I was the concerned wife who ran to family members to get help for her husband . This problem of mines started about some time after Malissa  funeral . I would have a drink here and there and whenever I couldn't deal with the stress of finding a new manager I would drink , then if my household would stress me out I would sneak to the bar and have a shot ... I have been fruitful with my spending . It's me who is like the second accountant for me and Michael's accounts . I had to do that since Michael decided that taking our children to go with him to Las Vegas while I was in a week long  conference in Florida . While I was staying with Micah I would get emails of fraudulent charges from our bank . Do you know how many times I had to dispute charges because I would call Michael and he would explain why he spent $300,000 in one day and the purchases wasn't for our kids ? Way too many and it was because he was working on an documentary from this British writer who somehow convinced him to do a documentary on our lives without my consent... I can't even tell you how mad I was with this man that when this whole documentary shit was over I closed his account and for 6 months he had to ask me to make purchases anytime he wanted to because I couldn't believe him . While he was doing that documentary he spent in total $450,000 . Yeah I was livid ! I wanted to sue this man and I couldn't because according to Micah our accounts are join together and I couldn't sue him because the records would show that I was ok with these purchases . So I fixed that he had to ask me to make any purchases for six months ... he learned to never do that again ... now months later here's me in the malls spending like it's going out of style . I try to put my grief in other things instead of work ... so I created a bar in the full basement downstairs.. i customized it how I wanted and I keep it full . I told Michael that it was for company but here's the lie ... I haven't had company over since the documentary came out and tore Michael apart ... again ! This time I had to argue him about it because he trust the wrong people . That's when he discovered the bar in our house ... livid wasn't the word to describe him . He isn't a stranger to drinking ... but to have alcohol in the house our children lay their heads in was way too far for him . I told him I wasn't taking the bar down .. so here we are me on a rampage... from the time I wake up to the time I go to sleep .. I have to have a drink I don't care what it is I need to have a drink . I take care of my children and make sure they're alright while having my drink and it works out fine ...

Michaels POV
I'm guessing my wife has described that her new addiction is bothering me and our marriage . She told y'all about the documentary that destroyed me and the money problem . That's fixed and the documentary is not allowed to even air again after it was first shown around the world .. thanks to Micah . The money part has a lot of work to do . My wife , my best friend , my soulmate lost herself in alcohol almost a year ago .. I didn't notice anything for a while until she would come back home with a new attitude and a whole lot of shopping bags . Now I understand she's a woman and they love to shop but Roberta has a whole wardrobe stylist team that keeps her in the latest fashions all the time . This woman didn't miss a beat in the fashion world . She just finish doing a cover spread for cosmopolitan magazine not too long ago . I don't see why she has to go shopping every day though ... and her new attitude where she's extra happy isn't her either . Now don't get me wrong Roberta is always happy but she can change her emotions like that ! I'm not saying that it's bad that she's always happy . No I love to see her like this but when she's been coming home from a "long day out" happy as a bird in the early morning then something's wrong ... she wouldn't tell me and I had to find out because our children would be suspicious. I purposely argued with her about the documentary . She would walk away and she always go to this door that lead to the basement . I asked her where she was going and she loudly shouted that she was going to the bar in the basement and at first I didn't believe it and I thought she was being funny . But when one day she took me downstairs while the kids were at school and she turned on the lights and I was speechless . My wife created a whole wet bar that was fully stacked and had the tvs on and everything . She went behind the bar and pulled out the bartending equipment and that day she showed me that she's a bartender she made me a drink and I first slapped it off the counter because I was soo damn mad at her for having liquor in our house with our children and all types of shit was running in my mind when I thought about all the shit that was pointing to this bar .. she called me rude and cleaned the mess up and made me another one than made me one and she told me in true Roberta form that if I wasted liquor in this carpet again she was gonna kill me . I never feared her more than that day . She meant every word and like that she switched back on the switch and gave me and drink we sat at the bar and talked . She made one hell of a martini and one became two and became three before we both knew it me and her were both drunk and laughing our ass off . It reminded me of the 80's when we would just laugh and laugh at silly stuff . I fell in love with her all over again ... guiltily I made love to her on that bar and then sobered up and tended to our children as she did the same and I amazingly watched her become mom all over again and didn't miss a beat with our children . That was fun until she was starting to come to bed at 2:00 in the morning every night . It was like clockwork .... She was slowly spiraling out of control ... she was soo carefree that nobody could control her ... not even her brother ... I knew there was one person who could .... Her mother ... that's what I did . I called her mother and told on her youngest daughter ... her supermodel was being wreck less with her life ... she would drink and and drive .. she would get home safely but the thought of what it was way too much for me to bare .
  It was a normal sunny day here in California when I was sitting in one of our patio chair in the backyard and watch our children play . She came out with a white sun dress on and nothing on her feet and a nice sun hat on with shades on and of course a drink and her cell phone in her hand .
Me:Hey gorgeous you look lovely .
Roberta: I feel lovely
Me: I bet .