Unexpected (Ace Frehley)

again

I wake up to feel something. Oh wait nevermind. Nothing. I search the appartment, hoping to find Ace but he's not there. Ofcourse he isn't. Well i can't blame him i was the first to walk away when we had sex. I grab a cup of water along with pain medication for the headache that is starting to become a habit. I'm going to have a shoot today wich pays very good but i look like absolute shit ofcourse.

The shoot went great actually. They want me back sometime again. Tho i feel like shit, i wont let it show. I come back to a once again, empty appartment. Why does he do this again. It's not like it doesn't hurt. Atleast i now know he's just scared. He's not the only one who's scared. Well the vodka is still here. He wont leave me like that.

I change clothes ready to leave the appartment when there he stands in the doorway. High of his mind. "What are you doing?" "Im commng bck hoomee". I roll my eyes. "Since when do you consider this as your home again?" Blurting out some word i can't understand, he pushes past me. It's 6pm and he's already that drunk, jesus christ.
"Whatever. Just don't mess up the place". I can't kick him out. Not that i want to, but he still pays half of the rent.

"Aren't you pregnant anymore?". I sigh. "Not anymore, i lost her". "Oh that sucks. I'm sorry for you". The only reason i'm still going to work is for him. He just wants some people to talk to and i sometimes do too.

My feet aching as i walk up the stairs to the appartment. Eyes tired and ready to drink my sorrows away. I open the door to find my vodka not on the kitchen counter. Ace. God dammit. I try to open the door to the bathroom but it's locked. So that's where he is. I knock on the door. "Ace, you almost done?" No awnser comes from the other side of the door. "Ace". "ACE, OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR".   I hammer on the door only to hear the soft noice of water running. "OPEN UP OR I'M COMING IN". Still nothing. I take a knife from the kitchen and pick at the lock of the door only to hear the faint noice of running water become higher, like how you fill up a cup. Coming thro the lock. "Last change". I'm only doing this because i'm worried. What if he is laying in a puddle of blood, like i was. I open the door to see him in the bathtup. Water above his lips. I turn of the water, trying my best to hold up his head. I listen to him, luckily still breathing. God dammit. I let the bathwater run out. What the fuck am i supposed to do with him now. I facepalm myself as i throw a towel at the now empty tub with his body in it. "Goodnight Ace, your stupid". If i hadn't been here he was dead by now.

I wake up and walk to the bathroom. I nudge his body. "Goodmorning". I say in a flat voice. He slowly opens his eyes looking around the room. "Wondering what happened Ace?" He looks at me confused. "Well. Last night i came home and i really wanted to take a shower because i stink, but someone was in the bathroom. I banged on the door multiple times, but you didn't awnser so i broke the lock. There you were almost drowning yourself, passed out because of my bottle of vodka, i had planned on drinking myself". Wishing i was in that bathtub, drowning myself last night. "Oh". I roll my eyes. "Now get out, i want a shower". He wraps the towel around his waist as he notices me looking. What am i doing. Cheecks red as i look away. He just smirks. Asshole.

I step in the shower just to sit and think about nothing and falling asleep myself. I hate this. I just want to feel happy. What do i need to do to experience that again. I don't even know why i feel this way. It started before losing Assey but that didn't make it any better. Eyes heavy and body numb i get out of the shower climbing into bed. Hoping i'd fall asleep. "What's wrong?" "Just go away Ace". I hear shuffling behind me as he leaves the room and i hear the appartment door shut. Not like that. Slow tears fall down my face as i look at nothing. I need him. I want him to be here. I jump and run out of the appartment to see him sitting right next to the door. "I'm sorry. Please come back inside". He just shrugs. I grab his hand pulling him inside again. "Why do we keep doing this Sav". "What are you talking about?" His expression sad and dissapointed. "Look at us. First we have sex and you leave and end up pregnant. Can't blame you cause i left you for three months. Next thing we know were in a gas station looking like two strangers. Then the baby's gone and your in a hospital for five days. Followed by us taking a walk and ending up in the same bed as eachother. And this morning you tell me to go away again. I just don't know it anymore. Do you want me here or not?" My eyes turn glassy as i look away. He is right. Absolutely right. What are we even doing. We pretend every day, like the night before didn't even happen just because we're scared of what the other's gonna do. "I do, i do want you here". My voice as quiet as possible. "Good. Cause i want you with me too". He gives me a hug resting his head on mine. "So your mine now?" "Yeah, i'm yours Sav". For the first in a long time i feel some kind of happiness. I wish we can just stay like this forever. "I love you". I feel a smile coming up on my face. "I love you too".
I know it isn't smart to be in a relationship with someone who's gonna be gone for months due to his music career, but i love him and i just want to be with him.