All I Ask
Maybe Tables Turn Demos- Sarah Juers
"Sorry I can't write a song about you, sorry I can't tell you I feel it too, sorry I do all the things I do. But I truly had thoughts in my mind, of us and future you'll come true, and I know your tryin' to be everything I need. You're the sweetest thing, treated me like everything and I."
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Dominic was taking whatever drug he saw in site. From Oxy, to Xanax, to Coke, to even drinking a full bottle of Robitussin. And even tho he didn't take all of this all at the same time or during the same day... it was catching up to him.
Now he was currently at his home in LA, throwing up in the bathroom, and he felt like utter shit.
It had been a year and a half since he had seen his girlfriend, Giovanna, in person, and 6 months since he last spoke to her. Yeah she would reach out and text him, but Dominic would never answer.
But if Giovanna would send a text that read along the lines of "are we even still together?" he would heart it, and not say anything else.
Gio didn't know that Dominic was taking drugs still, he had told her when they first got together that he was clean. Dominic may have had his "slip-up's" but it was never to the point where Gio thought he was doing the hardcore things he was doing now.
Dominic hadn't been clean for longer than a year, and that was almost a year and a half ago.
Alex, Dominic's brother, walked past the bathroom where Dominic was puking his brains out, and knew that enough was enough, and that the only way Dominic would stop doing all these things he was doing was if Giovanna was there.
Sure, Alex felt bad that Giovanna was Dominic's personal therapist and rehab center, but Dominic needed to stop it before he killed himself, and the only way he would try to stop or would stop was if Giovanna was there.
