Just the two of us (book 2)

Chapter 97 New car

I never get tired of this house, I feel so home in Marshall's... Our house as he wants me to call it.
I've been home for a week now and things are going a lot better, he's really sorry, I can tell. People may wonder how I can be back here considering what he did but honestly.. I just have to move passed it and believe that he'll never do something like that again, I don't think he's gonna do something like that again.
"Hey babe." Marshall says as he walks into the living room where I sit on the couch and watching tv. "Are you busy?"
"No not really." I say smiling. "Why?"
"I have a surprise for you." He says as a smile shows on his face.
"A surprise?" I repeat hoping that he'll say more.
"Yeah come with me." He says. I get up from the couch and Marshall stands there ready to take my hand. I take his hand and I follow him through the house and out to the front door. I feel excited about his surprise that I don't even know yet, I love when he surprises me. "Close your eyes." I do as he says and close my eyes. I hear Marshall open the door and he pulls me a couple of steps outside. "Open your eyes." I open my eyes and I see a brand new black Audi A4. Did he buy me a car?!
"What is this?" I ask confused. I know that he wanted to buy me a car but I thought we were gonna buy one together so I could make sure that he wouldn't go all crazy and buy me an expensive car.
"It's your new car baby." He chuckles as he kisses my cheek. I want to tell him that this is way too much and he kinda broke our deal but I know that it'll hurt him and I don't wanna sound ungrateful.
"This is the new Audi A4 from this year." I say.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" He asks.
"Yes." I say smiling and I walk over and touch it. I can't believe that I'm gonna drive around in this car. I also had an Audi when me and Kevin was together but this is a brand new model.
"You like it, right? I mean.. You like Audis, right?" Marshall asks to be sure. Audi is my favorite brand in cars.
"Yes." I say and turn around to face him. He stands there looking down at me and he looks a little insecure, maybe because he knows that he broke our deal? "Thank you so much Marshall. I really love it." I say and kiss him.
"You wanna take it for a test drive?" He asks as he hands me the keys. I look down at the keys and then back up at him.
"Are you gonna come with me?" I ask.
"With you behind the wheel? No way." He chuckles and I hit his chest lightly and I can tell that he's joking. We get into the car and I'm in love with its design. I've never smelt a new car before and I understand why people find it amazing even though it isn't an amazing smell, it's just amazing that it's new. I put the key in and turn it, the motor is almost silent, it doesn't make much noise, I like that. I let my hands slide down the wheel, I love how it feels. I look at Marshall and he smirks, he can tell that I'm very fascinated by my new car. I put my foot on the speeder and I slowly drive towards the gates, again; it's almost silence. The gates open and I drive out and then I push harder on the speeder giving it some more gas. This car drives like a dream and it feels so light, I've never drove a car like this before.
"This car is everything." I say as I keep my eyes on the road.
"I'm glad that you like it." Marshall says.
"I love it." I say. I quickly take it on the highway where I give it some more gas so I really can test it. The speed gets higher and it's great, I like to drive fast.
"Babe.. Watch your speed man." Marshall says.
"Are you getting nervous?" I giggle.
"No, I just don't want you to get a ticket or some shit like that." Marshall says.
"Relax.. I'm just testing it." I say.
"Yeah tell the police that." Marshall says.
"It drives so smooth." I change the subject.
"It's a fucking dope car." He says.

We drive around for a while and I'm so in love with my new car. I never thought that I would drive around in a brand new Audi, not that I've never had an opportunity to buy one but Kevin already had 3 cars so we didn't feel the need to buy another one.
When we get home Marshall gets a call from Dre so he walks down to the studio to take care of business and I decide to walk upstairs to the master bathroom to take a bath. I begin to fill the bathtub and then I open cabinets to see if I can find some soap to the bathtub and suddenly behind all kinds of soap I spot some bottles; pill bottles. I grab them and check them out to see what's the deal with all these pills. The pills are prescription medication but this is drugs, prescription drugs. Why are they here? He told me that he doesn't do drugs like this. Is he a drug addict? Is he lying about his drugs addiction too? I remember what Kim told me and I wonder now if she was right.
"Amelia, what are you doing?" I hear Marshall's voice at the door. I look up to see Marshall standing in the doorway looking at me sitting here with 4 pill bottles in my hands.

Hi guys. I'm back and I'm sorry for the short chapter but I wanted to update so badly and I didn't want you to wait more than necessary:) I'd like to share something I wrote again with you and if you don't like that I'm doing it sometimes then please tell me, it's just like I told you last time; I don't feel I can share it somewhere else because it's so personal. It's always easier to share something like that with people who doesn't really know you :)

An addiction isn't hard for the addict, it's hard for the person who cares about the addict, the person who witness the person he/she loves destroy themselves. It's not hard for the addict to constantly lie but it's hard for the person closes to because that person goes against everything what he/she believes in. It's the person nearest who feels stupid and naive because he/she does this without getting something out of it or expecting something. That person is trapped in a world where he/she dreams of a normal life where he/she doesn't have to constantly think about how life could be if the addict would just quit. A life where he/she doesn't feel stupid for staying by the addict's site. A life there's not filled with lies, betrayal and empty promises.
It's funny how the addict always thinks it's themselves who gets the hardest, but it really isn't! It's the person nearest who has to take all the bullshit, it's not the addict that constantly cries because the addict lives in his/hers selfish little bobble where the addict can't acknowledge his/hers own mistakes. It's the person nearest who has to take all the bullshit when the addict can't get his/hers dope. It's the person nearest who has to watch somebody they care about destroying themselves. It's the person nearest who has to listen to all the bullshit and just eat it to avoid another conflict. The addict always feels sorry for himself/herself and it's really pathetic because they don't feel the pain like the sober one does. It's the addict who puts himself/herself in that position and still it's the sober one who gets the fault. The addict doesn't see the problem, their world is about the drug and they don't think any further than to their next fix and the sober one see things clearly.
It's scary what you do for love and how you're willing to turn your world upside down for the person you love even when it's what hurts you the most.