This is life.

87 ➤ Issues

Morning comes again and I sigh as I turn in my bed. I look at my phone to see that it is barely 6am, and so I sit up and decide to call Jason, knowing he would probably be awake at this time, to apologise to him because I know that I was out of line for treating him so harshly yesterday. I love him and I shouldn't risk losing him because of my own stupidity. "The person you have called is currently unavailable. Please leave a message after the tone." I try calling again a few more times but I learn that he must be either still in bed or in the shower, so instead I decide to send him a message to let him know that I'm coming over soon. I can't stand knowing that I've made him angry. When you love someone all you want to do is make them happy.

I get dressed in a pair of black tights and a black jumper before taking my handbag and walking to the starbucks only a few blocks away from my apartment. I get myself one and one forJason because I have a feeling that he'll appreciate it. I get a taxi and soon enough I'm at his penthouse. I take the elevator up to his floor and yawn, which reminds me that I've gotten up far too early. "Jason?" I call for him. I hear beautiful classical music being played on the piano, and that's when I'm assured that Jason is up. When I don't recieve a reply I assume that Jason cannot hear me over the music he was playing, so I walk deeper into the penthouse. I hear the sound of water spilling onto the tile floor, followed by a blunt smash. "Jason?" I walk faster to the room that I recall the piano was in, and when I open the door I see Jason's back to me as his hands played lazily.

Bottles of Vodka and scotch were scattered across the room, and there was also one on the floor by is side. Jason suddenly stops playing and I hear him hiccup. "What the hell? Are you drunk? Seriously Jason it's 8am!"

I go to his side and set the coffees down on the floor before I take hold of his face in my hands. He grins widely at me. "Britney? Hi." He slurs. I take the bottle out of his hand and set it put it on the nightstand so he can't drink anymore. "Why are you drinking? It's morning." "When I got here after I left your apartment I...I realised how stupid I was for ever telling you I want a break. I love you, okay? I love you so much." He tries to kiss me but I lean back. "I couldn't sleep so I started to drink. I guess one bottle turned into eight...or nine. However many bottles I drank." I take his coffee out of the holder and hand it to him. "Here drink this." He takes a mouthful of it and hands it back to me. "I'm sorry too, okay?" I tell him. "I love you." He repeats, a large grin on his face. I'm impatient with him and sigh. "Jason you need to get up," I take hold of his arm and pull him off the floor but he groans. "Stop, my knee." He reminds me. I sigh and bend down to put his arm around my shoulder before forcing him to walk to the bathroom. I help him take a shower and brush his teeth, as I do so he annoys the shit out of me by repeatedly poking my face and playing with my hair. "Come on, you're going to be late to work. You can't afford to waste anymore time!" I urge.

I struggle to get him to sit onto the bed in his towel as I practically run to his wardrobe to fetch an appropriate outfit for him. "I don't want to go to work today." I hear him complain. "I'm just going to get more paperwork and more progress reports demanded. I'm my own boss, I should be able to decided when I work and when I don't work." "Shut up we don't have time for this!" I throw the clothes at him and he grunts as it hits his chest. "Get dressed." I order. "I'd rather get something else." He takes hold of my wrist and before I can resist I find myself on top of him as he smirked. "When was the last time we did it?" I feel his hands grip my thighs but I slap him. "Do you remember the times we danced to Mariah Carey? Where's that Britney that I fell in love with?" His statement creates fury in me but I ignore it and focus on getting Jason to sober up. "Jason I'm not freaking kidding you're not being cute! Imagine if that CEO for that major company wants to see you today?! Get your act together." "No." He refuses.

"What?" I watch as he closes his eyes and I hit his chest that was still slightly wet from the shower. "Wake up! Jason come on!" He continues to sleep and I groan as I get off of the bed. "Are you fucking kidding me?" As I expected, I hear a cellphone begin to ring and I search the pair of pants that Jason was wearing before that we had left in the bathroom. When I retrieve the phone I don't bother looking at the caller I.D and answer the call. "Hello?" "Um, hi? Who is this? I need to speak with Jason Cosmos." The man's tone indicates that he was confused about me and who I am. "I can take a message for him." "Well this is Brad Harper, we need Jason for a conference that was meant to begin half an hour ago. The whole board is waiting for him." I run a hand through my hair and linger with my response. "I'm sorry but Jason can't answer the phone right now and I don't think he'll be able to work today either." "Oh really? Why is that?" The man questions.