I wake up the next morning with my hair a mess and my body spread out across the bed. I get up and fix my hair and makeup and get dressed. I actually remembered the peer group before I even woke. I get ready then head downstairs and grab something quick. I then rush out the door and get in my car and then head to the place.
Once I get there I realize I'm 20 minutes early....so I sit in my car and wait. I scroll through my Facebook, Twitter and Instagram. Eyeing the clock down as the minutes pass by slowly. Once twenty minutes are up, I turn the car off, grab my bag and head inside. Locking the car once I get out of course. I walk inside and then into the room where they do the peer group. I sit down next to a girl who seems to be in her teens. Poor girl, she shouldn't be here.....
And we're off.
The whole thing was dreadful! Everyone talked about they're weeks and when the last time they drank and blah blah blah. But it did help a little. It made me realize that I might be able to stop....just maybe.....
I get in my car and wait for a while. My phone buzzed one small buzz so I pick it up "Mike fisher has posted a photo to Instagram" it says. I get notifications of when he doesn't. I open my phone and look at it."This is my beautiful wife and handsome son. I miss are little walks together like this. I love my small family so much! And I would do anything to protect them.
@carrieunderwood I miss you so much! Please get better baby. I can't stand us being apart! 😘"
I sit in my car and look at the picture. He was so young....my baby boy is growing up! That day was so much fun. We went to see my parents and Isaiah was so happy.
I comment on it saying
"I miss you to Michael. I'm trying"
And then close my phone and drive back to the house. When I get there I see Michaels truck in my driveway "could he have come back?" I think to myself as I park. I get out and start to walk inside. The car seat is in the back seat of his truck and nobody is in it. I go up to the door and it's unlocked. I open the door and walk in. I go into the living room and see Mike asleep on the couch with Isaiah in his arms "awe" I say out loud. I don't want to wake them so I put my bag up and take off my shoes. I then go sit next to them and smile. I then slowly cuddle into Mike's arm and he lifts it hugging me from the side still asleep. I close my eyes and smile.
My man and my baby are sleeping next to me....I miss them so so very much.Later that day
We all wake up and I look at Mike and Isaiah "MOMMY!" He says loudly as he jumps into my arms "hi baby" I say giving him a big hug "I've missed you" I say. He just giggles. We let go of the hug and I start tickling him. I then see the scar on his arm again and stop. Mike puts his hand on mine "it's okay Carrie" he says in a soft tone, he then reaches over and begins to hug me. Isaiah is on the ground playing with toys. I then wrap my arms around him and hug him tight. He hugs back tightly "I miss y'all so much" I say as I Begin to cry. He hugs me tight in return "we miss you to Carrie" he says with a cry in his voice. I feel a tear from his eyes drop into my shoulder. We hug tightly for what seems like forever. Then we slowly let go and next thing ya know are faces are right next to eachother......noses almost touching..... He looks down at my lips and I look at his then I look at his eyes. He looks back up into my eyes and we stare for what seems like forever. I want him to kiss me. I miss him so much!
He leans in and almost reaches my lips then stops.......are lips are just about to touch....just a little further......... "Mommy?" Isaiah says, "yes baby?" I say not moving at all. Me and Mike's lips brush as I speak "I love you" he says in his baby voice, he then hugs my arm and I wrap my arm around him. Me and Mike's stare still there..... Isaiah gets down and begins to play with toys again. We still stare and after a while I whisper "do it" and he puts his hands on my cheeks and kisses me the second after I say it. We kiss for what seems like forever. After the kiss is over his hands are still on my face. I look up at his beautiful blue eyes "I miss you so much" I whisper. He smile and kisses me again, but not as long "I miss you to carebear" he whispers in a tone that is so sweet it makes me want to cry.......
I close my eyes as he kisses my forehead and then hugs me tight. I hug him back tightly. I never want to let him go!
I Carrie Marie fisher, will never let anything come In-between me and my family, never again.
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relapse
Fanfic"don't think i'm coming back it's just a relapse" carrie finds her self in deep pain as her husband Michael leaves with her baby boy Isaiah. She can't seem to find an escape. Except for alcohol. Every once in a while Mike will let her see Isaiah but...