https://youtu.be/vDcZ1X8S5Dc
Hey guys! So I know Mark can't drink booze but in this AU he can.
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Amy's pov
"Come on answer your phone!" I said as Mark's voice mail played in my ear.
"Hey, it's me again, please call me. It has been two days and you haven't come home. I am sorry for the fight please, I love you and I miss you. The light is on for you, so you can see, I love you so much."
I ended the message sliding down the wall.
The phone went off.
"MARK!"
"No, I am sorry. It's Pam."
"Oh, hey. Have you heard from him?"
"No, I left him a few messages but nothing. Are you okay?"
"Just worried about him. We have never had a fight this bad, and I am really scared that something bad has happened to him."
"He knows what to do and what not to do."
"Then why hasn't he come home?" I was in tears.
"I don't know, but please get some sleep. He will come to his senses and come home."
"Thanks."
I ended the call then got up and plugged my phone in, it's at 89% but I don't want to miss Mark's call. I tried to facetime him but no answer.
Where the hell is he?
After three more times of him not picking up I noticed that I finished off the bottle of wine sitting next to me. I got up and put it in the trash.
"One more phone call, then I will go to bed."
I called his number and got his voice mail again.
"Mark, I am going to go to bed. The light is on so please, come home. I love you so much. I can't wait to wake up with your arms wrapped around me. I love you."
I went to bed with hopes of waking up next to him, but as morning came I was all alone in the king-size bed. I looked at my phone to see no phone calls or texts messages.
I got up and got ready for work, I have to go. I took enough time off.
I kept checking my phone. Texting him hoping he will see my guilt. I just want him to come home.
Mark's pov
My phone went off again, I feel like shit and there is no way I am talking to her when I can't even keep my eyes open. I crawled on the floor heading to the ringing phone.
I love you, please come home. It is going on for three days and I am scared.
I don't want to scare her, I just wanted to think. But I had a drink. One drink led to two, then three and now I am laying on the floor with empty cans and bottles around me. I fucked up and when she sees that she will never want to take me back.
She will see me as the fuck up that I am.
I tried to get up, but the world moved before I did.
Once the world stopped moving I looked at my phone again.
Please, send me a text to know that you are still alive.
Am I alive? I am pretty sure my liver should be dead by now.
Somehow, I made it on my knees, I crawled over to the bed, where I passed out.
I didn't sober up from that nap if anything it made me feel worse. It made me remember why I stormed out. It was all my fault, she was so mad, and I made it worse. I didn't mean to, I just wanted to go clear my head. Then I had one drink and it didn't work so I had another and I just have not been able to stop.
I got up off the bed, it took me forever, but I did it. I stumbled into the bathroom gripping onto the sick for dear life. I looked at the monster I made myself to be in the eyes.
She hates me. I lost her for good when she sees the mess that becomes. I let myself become this mess and I don't know how to fix it.
I took the empty bottle next to me and threw it against the wall watching the glass shatter and fall to the ground.
I collapsed to the floor in my tears when the front door was kicked in.
"I know you're here." It was from Tyler.
"Go away," I said.
"What the fuck man?"
"I messed up. I looked up at him as he walked into the bathroom.
"No shit, how much did you drink?" He was looking around the room.
"My liver hurts."
I closed my eyes resting my head on the wall.
Tyler's voice faded in and out, it sounded like he was calling for help. But there is no help for me. I am too far gone.
When I came too I was in an ambulance, people were screaming as they hooked me up to different things.
"Amy," I said really low.
That's all I want, I just want Amy to forgive me.
"She is meeting us at the hospital, I already called her," Tyler said.
"I fucked up."
"Yeah you did, but you need to rest and let them do their job."
I closed my eyes again drifting off into the unknown.
"MARK!" I heard Amy screaming.
I looked to the sound of her voice, she was being held back by someone. Her beautify face was tears stained, her eyes were bloodshot. She was screaming for me.
"I'm sorry," I said as they wheeled me into the hospital.
The nurses and doctors were talking about my fuck up, trying to fix me but. Can I be fixed? I did so much damage and I hurt Amy.
"Amy," I said again.
"She is here but she can not come back here." Someone said.
"Tell her... I love her and that I am sorry."
My eyes shut.
The beeping stayed steady, I felt like shit, but I never left. I was thrown into a tailspin of dreams, all of which were nightmares.
I felt her hand in mine, but I couldn't do anything about it, I heard her sweet voice. Telling me she loves me and that I need to rest.
Finally, I opened my eyes to Tyler reading a book.
"She is in the bathroom." He said without looking away from his book. "You are an ass but, I am glad you are alive."
"Thank you for saving my life," I said.
"It's what friends are for."
The bathroom door clicked, unlocking as it opened. Amy walked over sitting in her chair. She has coffee, snacks, books, and her phone all one the table next to her. She looks up at me, as soon as our eyes met I started to cry.
"I am so sorry, I fucked up and I hurt you. I never meant too but I did."
"You are alive." She jumped up from her seat wrapping her arms around me.
"I love you so much." I held onto her.
"I love you too, you're a complete ass but, I know you didn't mean it. But why didn't you tell me you are were alive?"
"Was I alive when you sent that?"
"How much did you drink?" Her voice was soft.
"Too much."
