Chapter 9 - Chances

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Hayden P.O.V

Julian comes up to me. "Hayden?" He says. I'm speechless, then Kurt turns around. "Who's this?" Kurt asks. "The real question is, who the fuck are you?" Julian says, slurring his words. Kurt stands up from the stool. "Do we have a problem here, man?" Kurt asked. "Yeah there's a fucking problem that's my girlfriend." Without warning Julian struck Kurt, square in the jaw. He stumbled back a little and then regained his balance. "You, fucking cunt." Kurt said as he wiped blood from his lower lip. He lunged at Julian, striking him in the face multiple times, he wouldn't stop so Ryan had to pull him off. "Kurt stop you'll kill him!" Ryan yelled as he got him off of Julian. I was in shock, once I had registered what had happened. I ran over to Julian. Blood coming out of his mouth, while he was unconscious. A small tear had fallen from my eye and I quickly wiped it. Julian coughed and started to regain consciousness. I sat on the floor and laid his head on my lap. "Some one bring me some fucking water!" I yelled. The bartender gave me a glass of water and some napkins. I wiped the blood off his mouth and gently held his head up as I poured some water into his mouth. I helped him up from the floor. "Julian are you fucking crazy?! I'm taking you home right now!" I yelled at him. He smiled. "Okay babe." I guess him getting his ass beat didn't faze him. "Wait this douche is you're fucking boyfriend?!" Kurt asked. "It's complicated." I said as I walked out, holding Julian.

When I finally arrived at his house, I laid him down on the couch. "Julian why the fuck would you try and fight my friend?" I asked. "Cuz, you're my woman." He said sternly. "Julian, you say "I'm you're woman" then turn around and hang out and drink with other chicks, you expect me to believe you truly want to be with me when you act like this?! I mean just look at the scene you caused at the bar and now your all hurt! What the fuck is wrong with you Julian!?" I yelled. "I could see his eyes turn glassy and tears began to escape his eyes. "My god, I need help." He said practically bawling. "I'm an alcoholic, I can't keep living like this Hayden, please help me." He continued to bawl. "Julian, I don't know if I can help you..." I was holding back my tears. "Hayden please, I want to be with you I don't need anybody else please give me another chance, I need you Hayden." He stumbled over to me and held me. "Only one more chance..." I muttered. "That's all I need baby." He wiped his tears and kissed me. I didn't realize how much I missed his lips until his lips touched mine. "I think you should really get some rest." I said. "I think so too." I helped him up the stairs and laid him in his bed. I turned to leave but he grabbed my hand. "Please stay with me." He begged. "Okay baby." I laid down beside him as he buried his face in my chest, cuddling me, as I ran my fingers through his soft hair until he fell asleep.

I woke up the next morning, sunlight filling the room. Julian woke up as well and immediately kissed me "good morning baby." He said sweetly. "Good morning Hun. We need to talk. Since you want to get clean, then that means absolutely NO alcohol! Not even a drop." I said sternly. "Okay baby, I promise no more alcohol." He smiled. "Alright then in that case I'm gonna throw out you're beer stash you have in the fridge." I said as I got up from the bed. "Wait! All of them?!" He asked. "Yes babe, every single one of them!" I turned and saw him give me the puppy eyes. "Don't give me that look Casablancas! You need to get clean." I got to the kitchen and threw every single beer bottle and beer can in a big garbage bag and put the bag in front of the house for the garbage man to pick up. "I'm gonna miss you beer!" Julian yelled as I put the bag out front. "That's too bad babe." I chuckled. "Well now that that's done, I really need to finish some songs I have been writing." Julian said as he walked up the stairs to his room. "Okay, that's good. Keep you're mind off of beer. If you need any juice or soda I can go pick some up for you." I offered. "Nah, I'm good." He said as he entered his room.

I gave Julian his space, and sat in the living room watching some television. After about an hour of just watching tv, I heard Julian running down the stairs. I turned to see him running with his acoustic guitar in one hand and a sheet of paper in the other. "I think I just finished a new song. Wanna hear it?" He asked eagerly. "Of course I would babe." He smiled. "Okay, here it goes." He began to strum and sing

"No choice now, it's too late
Let him go, he gave up
I gave up
Lisa says, "Take time for me"
Dropping him down to his knees
Ah, chest down..."

"Take me away
See I've got to explain
Things, they have changed
In such a permanent way
Life seems unreal
Can we go back to your place?
Oh, "You drink too much"
Makes me drink just the same"

"People tried. Felt so right
Giving themselves good advice
Looking down sometimes felt nice..."

"He knows it's justified to kill to survive
He then in dollars makes more dead than alive
Let's suck more blood, let's run three hours a day
The world is over but I don't care
Cause"

"I am with you
Now I've got to explain
Things, they have changed
In such a permanent way
Life seems unreal
Can we go back to your place?
"You drink too much"
Makes me drink just the same"

"The first time, it happened too fast
The second time, I thought it would last"

"We all like it a little different..."

I clapped. "Damn baby, you're good." I smiled and kissed his cheek. "Thank you honey." He smiled. "I kinda wrote about my addiction. I remember when I was with that girl before you, she would tell me that I always drank to much, but never really helped me with my problem. So I guess thats why I wrote that part about drinking, but again, you prove to me that you're nothing like her and that you are worth my time, and I hope I am worth yours." He looked down at his guitar. I lifted his face with my hand. "Of course you are, I'm here for you." I smiled. "Of course, I know you are, unlike everyone else, instead of just telling me I drink to much, you're going the extra mile for me and helping me through this, and for that I will be forever grateful....

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