Where Have You Been?

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2 Months Later

Alaina's P.O.V.

Ronnie stumbled through the door at 1:30 in the morning. I had been up waiting for him to come home from his guys night out with the boys. I shot up and he looked at me in suprise. "Alaina?" He asked stuttering. "Why are you up?" I didn't answer him. "Why were you drinking? I thought you stopped. You can't be pulling stunts like this. The baby is going to be coming any month now and you're too busy getting wasted as fuck!" I said harshly. "Babe, it was one night." I shook my head. "This is the third time this month. Not to mention last month, you came home drunk eight times! Eight times, Ronnie! You can't be doing this!" I was pissed now but attempting not to yell. Ronnie rolled his eyes. "Whatever bitch." He crawled into bed and i curled up on the couch. A tear slipped down my face. I knew Ronnie was better than this but he kept trying to prove me wrong. If he doesn't man up and knock it off I'm going to have to do something about it. I fell into a dreamless sleep.

1 Month Later

Ronnie's P.O.V.

"No Alaina! Please! I'm sorry! I won't ever do it again! I promise! Please baby, I love you. I love our baby! Please, please, please don't do this to me!" I cried with tears threatning to slip. She shook her head as tears fell from her eyes. "No Ronnie. You promised you'd stop before and you didn't. I had faith in you but you crushed that. I can't trust you anymore. You broke all your promises. Every last one. I'm sorry."

I sunk to the floor and watched as the love of my life slipped from my arms once again. I buried my head in my hands and cried and cried and cried. She was really leaving. She was really gone. If only I hadn't gotten drunk that one time. If only I hadn't gotten myself addicted to drinking again. If only, if only. Now I've lost my love, my reason for being. Now I've lost my life, my baby. I've lost what matters most.

A/N: sorry guys. i know i will get a lot of comments all upset about Alaina leaving Ronnie. i am sorry. but trust me things aren't bad forever. just enjoy the story.

Always,

Marina

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