Enduring the Worst (G/t)

Alexis and Richard

Because relationships are not all smiles and butterflies.

Because perfect couples don't exist.

Because I want them to make up in the end.

Because I need to know that true love endures...

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~Richard~

All I'd wanted to do was get home and crash in the bed...though by the way things were looking, it seemed I'd be on the couch...or worse. Because I was definitely in the dog house if nothing else.

"I cannot believe my boyfriend could be so inconsiderate!" Alexis yelled at me from the doorway of the room. She was just done with me up to here, I knew it. It was 4 in the morning. She'd just gotten home after being stranded by me- accidentally- for the second time this year at the bar. What's worse, was that she hadn't had a way home...she couldn't drive that truck of mine anyway. At about a foot tall, there were many things she needed my help with, and that included transportation sometimes. But if she couldn't even depend on me to stay sober...

"You left me there because of your drunk habits! Again!! You promised me you'd never do this again and here we are! I had to walk to the bus station on my own and catch a bus back home at 2 in the morning because you left me!"

"I-I'm trying, you know that, right? Just let it go already, I was stressed out, Lexie!" I tried my feeble excuse. By the fuming look she gave me at that, I knew it wasn't a good one.

"You were stressed out? I'm the one that has to endure your habits...and the in-laws that actually even know about me! You aren't even trying to make it easier! But instead of facing them and telling the rest the truth- your own parents, Rich- you keep choosing to run! I-I'm beginning to question if you even love me enough to care how I feel about it..."

I wince inwardly, but probably outwardly as well. I couldn't really know. "Babe, no! Don't say that. Of course I love you," I hope I wasn't looking too desperately at her. "Please, Lexie...I'm sorry, okay? I really really am...if it makes you feel better...I'll arrange a meeting...or something...just...please. don't be upset with me anymore."

And why shouldn't I be?" she demands, arms folded, looking hurt.

I hesitate. "...I hate seeing you cry. I know it's all my fault...so I'll fix it. I promise."

"I'm not crying, you idiot." She frowns, turning away from me. It hurts me too, seeing her like this. "And you said that before...why is this any different? If it's just like your promise to quit the alcohol addiction..."

I shallow dryly. My head is hurting, and I'm tired, but I refuse to stop this now or she'll be gone for sure this time. I can't risk losing the only girl that cared this much about me over something like this...something so trivial. Cared enough to try and get me help and stop me from heading down the wrong path...but it was just so hard. "...I...I'll get help a-again. I swear it. I'll call Dr. Allison...I want to stop...I'll do it if it means I don't lose you and I'm not just saying that!"

"Prove it!" she demands from me, the promise not being enough. "Get rid of it all! Everything, every beer in the fridge. Now."

"Alexis...please." I said with a suppressed hiccup. I was trying so dang hard...but that was too much too quickly...

She scowled as if she'd wanted me to say more.

When she realized I was at a loss for the right words- thanks stupid addiction- she starte to storm off. I panicked, grabbing her arm, thank God I was careful.