Chapter 8

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**MICHAEL'S POV**

She's pregnant. I'm going to be a dad. No I can't be a a dad not in my state.

"Is that a yes!?" She grinned at me waiting for a reply. I looked at her for a moment then turned and ran out of the room and out of the hospital. I need a drink.

I can't look after a child I'm a mess. Not even my friends want to know me. I walk into a shop and buy two bottles of vodka. I walk out and sit at the side of the shop braking the lid off the bottle and start drinking it. It doesn't burn as much as it used to I'm numb to the feeling. I take about half the bottle and then place it down on the pavement next to me.

**KATIE'S POV**

Michael left and the tears started streaming down my face for a second I actually believed that we could bet his addiction but maybe not.

I roll onto my side and face the window hoping I might be able to sleep this off when the door flies open. I don't move I just close my eyes hoping that it's one of the doctors and they'll just leave once they realise I'm sleeping.

"Psst" I open one eye and realise it's Michael. I roll over and sit up to look at him. I can already see that he's been drinking. I look at him and wait for some explanation whilst I wipe my eyes.

"I-I love you Katie" he slurred his words and then smirked at me. I sighed and told him to sit down on the chair.

"I never told you this but everyone told me that I should leave you when you started drinking but I didn't because I love you. I wanted to see you though this and help you get better but it's hard when I'm the only one who is actually trying to stop you drinking. Whenever there is a slight problem you don't try and talk it out with me half the time you don't even let on anything is wrong which I know is hard for you but it part of getting better. I love you Michael but if you won't help yourself I don't see the point in me being here to help you. This baby need a mum and a dad. You seriously need to start getting sober starting tomorrow when I'm out of here. And if you don't then there will no longer be an us, I won't even want to know you.

"B-but Katie.." Michael struggled to sit up properly on the chair.

"No buts Michael I'm being serious." I lay back down and turned around so I didn't have to face him. I tried to go to sleep hoping that he would do the same and stop talking because I really don't want to have a chit chat right now.

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