**MICHAEL'S POV**
I walked into the bar and grabbed a beer, taking a seat at one of the booths.
I know Katie told me not to drink and I know I promised her but I can't help it. There is always something there telling me that it will help me and make me feel better but it just makes things between me and Katie worse.
I put the bottle to my lips and take a long drink of the beer feeling the liquid slip down my neck.
1 bottle led to 2 bottles and 2 bottles led to about 12.
After the twelfth bottle I stumble home to find Katie in the living room.
She turns to face me and smiles. She then stood up off the couch and walked over to me the smile still on her face.
Something came over me and I'm not quite sure what it was.
I grabbed her wrist and pinned her against the wall.
She gave me a weird look then after a few seconds she shouted in my face.
"GET OFF ME!" She wriggled her arm trying to get it out of my hand.
She could smell the drink, I could see the disappointment in her face.
Within minutes Katie was out the door and in the car.
How could I be so stupid to think that she would be fine after she told me so many times to stop drinking.
I start to pace back and fourth running my hands through my hair trying to think of something to do to get her to come back home.
I pull my phone out of my pocket and phone her. No answer. I phoned her again and again and even text her a few times no answer.
"ANSWER YOUR GOD DAMN PHONE!" I yell throwing my phone against the wall watching it smash off the wall then crash onto the floor.
I walking up to my phone to pick it up and slid my back down the wall.
"I-I'm sorry, I'm weak I can't last without alcohol." I sob to myself.
I just want Katie here.
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Demons ; Michael Clifford
FanfictionKatie and Michael have been dating for a while. He recently became addicted to alcohol, the taste and the way it made him forget. It causes problems in the relationship, will he get over it or will it be the end of Katie and Michael?
