"Options... I've ran out of Options..." (Book 3)

Chapter 115 - "Becoming a Woman...?"

Chapter 115 - "Becoming a Woman...?"

Clara's PoV

'Ugh. Disgusting' John grumbled as he rolled over onto his side but in the process hadn't exactly processed the diameter of the way he was turning and landed on the floor face first.

'Well you do stink' I hummed.

'Don't take the piss' he grumbled

'I'm not. Don't worry. But you do smell of alcohol and the baby isn't a big fan so if you don't mind... could you take a shower?' I asked leaving it for him to make the decision.

He didn't move for a further 10 seconds so I was thinking in my head that maybe if I started running the shower and turned it on that maybe I could persuade him to hey up and get in but instead he bolted up almost instantly and ran for the bathroom.

I knew then what kind of day this was going to be.

- - -

'Is there enough room for a second person hunched over that toilet?' I asked as I covered my mouth at the smell of the sick and the booze.

I often wondered why he didn't go out drinking. In fact he barely ever drinks anymore - and a lot of that is to do with me I'm sure.

He won't admit that but I know it's true.

The truth is really though that I can't really stand the smell of the stuff anymore. I've gone off it so completely in three years that I can't see myself going back.

I've got too much too loose now if I'm honest. I've practically got 5 kids and a hefty mortgage. Getting back on the alcohol wouldn't be finically good for me.

'No. If you want to vomit you'd better use another bathroom. I could be in here a while' he grumbled.

'Good night then?' I hummed pushing through to wash my hands and clean my teeth trying my upmost hardest to not want to kill myself from the smell.

None of my pregnancies have made my smell senses and gag reflexes as high as they are with this one.

It was annoying actually. I had never had any trouble with meat or with cheese or anything like that - until now.

'No not really. The same as any other night out. People talk you into having another and having another and before you know it you've passed out on the door step' he explained.

I knew that feeling well. That was a big one with me. Passing out where you didn't belong.

'Well at least you passed out on the front door step. I've passed out in places and woken up in a ridiculous state' I pointed out.

'I'm sure you have... where was the worst out of curiosity?'

'Under my car, half naked, outside of a strip club... that one was pretty questionable' I shrugged.

In reality that probably wasn't even the worst place

- - -

'Let's stop with the loud noises please' John grumbled sitting on the sofa feeling sorry for himself we called this family meeting.

'Why are we all in the lounge? Who's in trouble?' Evie said excitedly knowing she'd been quite good this week which meant it would be someone else who was in trouble which sort of thrilled her.