I'm Lost Without Your Love (Trixya)

Chapter 32- You'll Be Okay/I Love You Brian McCook

(Trixie POV)

Its the evening now; Roy had called the rehab centre and they are expecting us to be there within two hours and I couldn't want to kill myself more for what I'm about to do. 

This is for Brian's own good but I swear to him that I will be there through out it all with him, I'm never going to leave his side. 

I returned home hours ago yet I've just been sat in my car, crying my eyes out and trying to think of a way to get Brian into my car without him suspecting that he's going to rehab and staying there until he's fully recovered. 

I'm just going to go in our home and face Brian the way I should have done a long time ago; firm but comforting yet making sure he doesn't suspect a thing about rehab. 

I got out of my car and slowly walked up to our front door unlocking it in the process; I walked in and I was surprised to see Brian up and about...sober what's going on. 

"Hey baby, where have you been" Brian asked walking out of the kitchen towards me "no where, just sorting a few gigs out in LA; just extra money" I lied through my teeth but god forbid I fucking hated it "oh that's sweet baby; I thought tonight we could watch some movies if you like" Brian asked.

"Actually I thought we could go out for a nice meal" I faked smiled hoping he wouldn't notice that I was lying "oh okay baby but you're paying" he smiled and kissed my cheek and left returning back to the kitchen.

What the fuck is going on; what's happened to him being on edge and relapsing to now thinking everything is just normal. 

"I've got to do some stuff upstairs, I won't be long" I said walking upstairs "okay but I need to get dressed if we're going out so hurry up" Brian said I sighed and continued walking upstairs into our shared bedroom. 

I shut the door once I entered and grabbed the first bag I knew was under the bed and started packing most of Brian's clothes into it, followed by his underwear, socks and some shoes but then I remembered. 

Brian isn't ready to go out on our fake date night, fuck this is going to be a disaster, he can't suspect anything. 

I went back into our walk in closet and picked out some of his finer but not sophisticated clothing and put them upon the bed followed by a pair of boxers and socks. 

I finally packed everything that Brian is going to need and hid the bag near enough under the bed so he wouldn't see it. 

"Baby, can I come in" I heard Brian knocking upon our bedroom door "sure baby" I said and saw him walking in "Brian, can we quickly talk" Brian asked "sure what about baby" I asked "I just want to say that I'm sorry for everything that I'm putting you through at the moment, its completely out of order of me" Brian sighed.

"Baby its okay; at the end of the day I'm just here to support and comfort you" I smiled he smiled and opened his arms out to me I smiled and embraced him within my arms in a tight hug. 

He buried his face within the nape of neck and sighed sadly; damn my heart is breaking even more now, I don't want to take him to rehab but its now or never and I promised Roy I would take him. 

"Go and get ready baby and meet me in my car" I kissed his cheek he smiled and walked into our en suite. 

Meanwhile I quickly grabbed the packed bag and ran to my car and hid the bag in my boot and made sure it was well hidden until we got the rehab centre when reality will become real.

I walked back into the house and grabbed Brian's favourite blanket and my favourite pillow; at least he will have some comfort from me when I'm not there.