Under the Influence

Sorry

Chris POV

I sat there on my knees for a few minutes, thinking. She's really about to leave me; this is it, it's over. She just walked away from me when I begged her to stay. She saw me get teary-eyed, and she still walked away.

It was like a switch turned on, I felt that shit. I was about to snap.

"This can't be over, and I'm not going to let her leave me. She ain't going no fucking where." I said out loud.

I picked myself up off the ground, and I went upstairs, where she was. When I got into my bedroom, she was sitting on my bed, with her back to me, crying. It broke my heart to see her like this, and I did this to her again. I hate it when she cries. I feel like shit.

"Babe?" I say, standing on my side of the bed.

"Chris—."

I cut her off, "I don't want to lose you."

She doesn't say anything; she sits there crying.

"I think we can work this out if you just stay. Stay here, don't leave. I'll give you your space, and when you're ready, we can talk, but I know you love me, and I know you don't want to end things between us. If you really feel there's no way we can work this out, you can go. But if there is, all I'm asking you to do is stay, and we can get through this together. I'm leaving on tour, and I need to make sure we're good. I can't leave things like this....unless you come with me."

She still doesn't say anything for a second, then she speaks, "I'm not going."

"Okay. You can stay in my room, I'll sleep in one of the other bedrooms." I say as I walk over to my dresser and take out her phone and laptop from one of the drawers. As I'm taking it out, I feel her phone vibrate in my hand. I look at the screen, and it says, Aubrey.

What the fuck is he texting her for?

I contemplated saying something, but I don't think I should. It took everything in me not to say anything. This isn't the time, so I have to let it slide for now because I want to know why he's texting my girl and why she even has his number in her personal phone; it should be in her business phone, that's what I bought it for.

I walk back over to the bed and place them next to her.

"I'll leave you alone. If you want to talk, I'm just in the other room. Just come talk to me, please." I say, then I walk out of my room, closing the door behind me.

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I lay in bed awake. I was kind of scared to go to sleep. I felt like she would sneak out, but I knew she needed her time. I hadn't heard anything from her in hours. I haven't even heard any noise coming from my room at all.

My nerves were shot, and I was going through a lot of emotions. I decided to calm myself down, so I smoked a blunt and took a couple of shots of Henny. I tried distracting myself by playing on the PlayStation for a while, but that didn't work. This situation and her silence were killing me, and I couldn't stop thinking about it, so I took a Percocet to help me go to sleep.

After about an hour, I finally drift off to sleep, and I feel her get into bed with me. She got under the covers and lay her head on my chest, and wrapped her arms around me. My arms just instantly went around her. I held her tightly, as she did the same. Maybe I can fix this. Maybe she does wanna work things out with me, but I can't keep fucking around and get myself into trouble. This is a wake-up call. I have to make a change because I can't keep doing this to her.

"I know, sorry doesn't make anything right, but I am a baby. I'm so sorry. I'm going to prove it to you. I'll stay out of the clubs, I won't go out at all. I'll slow down." I say