Don't take my memories~Drier

Chapter Nineteen-Sit Awake Alone Again

An;; so I've decided to continue this story despite the split, and if you don't want to continue it, I understand. I'm sorry this is so sad, but when I'm sad, so is my writing. By the way, the Luke I'm referring to in this is Luke Lucas, just to avoid confusion.
Lucifer xoxo
Kier's PoV
"He's really threatening to break up with you over something like this, is he? But Kier, that's insane, you and Laurence were pratically made for each other! Surely it would just be stupid for the pair of you to give up all those years of constant strife for something as insignificant as this?" Luke questioned anxiously, but I merely shook my head frantically as I grabbed my glass from its place atop the bar and downed it's fiery contents in one large gulp, trying to ignore the feeling of discomfort the poison caused me as it trickled down my thirst, slowly but surely starting a fire within me that began to burn my insides, causing a sensational pain to ripple throughout every crevice of my tingling body. I hated the addiction I had to this stuff and the pain it caused me, but whenever things became too much for me, the only solace I could get was from the pleasurable contents of a pint of bitter, hence the reason I was here tonight, hurting myself with the intoxicating pain that came with high alcohol consumption.

"No!" I growled, as I smashed my empty glass down on the table, a ferocious glare present in my narrowed eyes, "he doesn't want anything to do with me anymore, he claims. He doesn't care about all those fucking years I spent with him and all the efforts I've made for him over the years, so fuck him" I added bitterly, as I raised my hand, trying to get sone attention from the bar staff to purchase another drink. Luke sighed in frustration at the sight of my blatant disregard for Laurence and my returning habits, before he gently grabbed my wrist and pulled it down firmly, preventing me from getting another drink.

"Kier, look, drinking isn't going to help you with this, and it sure as hell isnt going to help Laurence" Luke explained firmly, tastefully choosing to ignore the venomous glare I shot him." Look, I know you're mad at him and you have every right to be, but both you and I know that it needs to be fixed and fast, before one of you does something you'll seriously regret" Luke warned.

"He doesn't want to make up, I've already told you" I snapped harshly, yet Luke barely even seemed to flinch, after having grown used to my drunk snaps years before, near the beggining of my little problem.

"He'll come round kier, we both know he will, you just need to show him that you care and make the first step for a change" Luke suggested carefully.

"How the fuck do you know that Luke? Exactly you don't! Why should I have to be the one who apologises when he falsely accused me of cheating on him and then refused to fucking speak to me other than kick out of my own fucking house?" I snapped sharply.

"Kier, do you really think Laurence would have accused you for no reason? You've been together for years and he's never acted up like this and doubted you before, so he must have a pretty damn good reason for accusing you like that" Luke pointed out smartly, a small grin on his face as my anger slowly began to fade away, replaced with a strange longing to find out what he would say to make sense of this in my mind. " The only time Laurence ever starts on anyone for no proper reason is when he's scared Kier, you know that even better than me. When Laurence is scared he gets strangely irrational, but in the morning once his fear has been quenched slightly, he always comes round and the anger gets replaced instantly for stone cold guilt. You know it will kill him inside enough to think that he hurt you, let alone that you left him. Kier, if you leave him now, he will be crushed"