Keith pov
I woke up with the meanest headache. Marli came knocking on the door, "Daddy?"
"Come in." I responded.
She came in with a bagel, orange juice, and Tylenol.
"Here you go dad, this should help you feel better. It should help with hangovers." She said.
I hate to know she knows what a hangover is. Knowing her, I know she researched the frequent symptoms I had and the cause and effects of drinking alcohol and how to help me out.
"Thanks Mars." I weakly responded.
"What is your mom doing, has she came back from walking?" I asked.
"Yea, she hasn't been talking, she's upset with me too, I kinda pushed her last night." She replied.
"Marli, that's not good,Did you apologize?" I said.
"I haven't yet, but I will." She said as I ate the bagel.
"Yea we both owe her an apology." I sighed.
I took a pill and drunk my orange juice. I got up and continued to eat my bagel as we walked out the room.
We went to where Milani was. She was in the laundry room putting clothes in the washer.
"Milani." I said.
"Yes." She replied.
"We're sorry." Mars and I said in unison.
"Apology accepted." She said before turning back to finish what she was doing.
"That's it." I asked.
"Yea, but for you Keith I hope to see action behind it."
"I will I promise." I replied.
" And I'm not talking to you til you've been sober for five days."
"Harsh?" I said.
"Last night was harsh."
"Alright cool." I said before Marli and I walked off."
That day I really fought not drinking. Even though I itched for it.
Luckily Milani poured all the liquor out hindering me from getting tempted.
But my mind and body was powerful. I had to really fight. I became mentally drained and physically sick.
I had to stay in my room the remainder of the night. Dealing with the kids , I became irritable. I was nauseated to the point I forced myself to throw up just to see if it'll take the feeling go away.
I laid in bed just shaking and sweating, until I fell asleep.
I woke up and couldn't take it. It was 1 am , I got up to go get a drink. Anything would suffice. A beer from the gas station was what I had set on to taste or one of those buzzballs.
As I headed for the door, I heard Kairo voice.
"Yea, dad go back to your room." Kairo said.
"What are you doing up?" I asked.
"I had to use the restroom."he said before walking back to his room. That boy just be up, he don't think we know he be up on that switch at night. He'll quickly hide it under his pillow when we come to check if he sleep.
I contemplated on listening to him or going to get it. I walked out and got in my car. I sat in there and contemplated more. I had a beer can in a cupholder, there was a pinch of beer in it. So desperate I sipped it and went back into the house.
I went back into the room just frustrated, the feeling was uncomfortable. I paced the room just trying to mind over matter. I walked into the kitchen to find a snack. We had sour straws so I continuously ate on that.
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I found myself snacking on sour straws to help me. Milani let me fuck on some of the days so I could get some type of high.
But unfortunately, it wasn't enough so, I put myself into rehab.
