Cigarettes [Bennoda] ✔

Chapter 83

I jus wanna say I'm sorry for the sad, poorly written chapter ahead of time lmfao
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Chester's POV
It was genuinely getting so hard to live with Mike. I loved him, but both of us were just constantly frustrated and angry with one another. There were a few good days, like Max's birthday, but other than that, it was hell.

"We've gotta do something different." I said to Mike late one evening after one of our arguments. He was in his studio writing. Probably writing lyrics about how annoying I am or some shit. He looked over at me and nodded. "Yeah." He said quietly. He shut his laptop, closed his spiral notebook, then rolled out from behind his desk. I walked into the room and sat on the couch, and he turned to me. "I don't know what to do. I love you, and I know you love me, but we've been having such a hard time understanding eachother and showing eachother that we love one another." I said. He nodded and listened. "Maybe... maybe we should get counseling or something." He shrugged.

"I've heard that doesn't work worth a shit." He said. I rolled my eyes. "Well, we can at least try? What's wrong with just trying?" I asked. He shrugged again. "I guess we can try." He said. "Okay. I'll make us an appointment somewhere tomorrow morning." I said. "Okay." He said. "I'm gonna go to bed. Don't stay down here all night again. It's not good for you." He just nodded and rolled back up to his desk. That was another thing that was frustrating. Him being so short with me, and him acting like he didn't want our relationship to get better.

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The next day, I made us an appointment with a marriage counselor for the day after that. I didn't know what I'd expect it to be like. I figured it'd just be like a therapy session and we'd get everything out in the open and the counselor would tell us how to be a happy couple again.

When the day finally came, Mike didn't even want to go, but I forced him to get out of bed, get dressed and into the car.

"Chester, how is a woman who knows nothing about us, going to tell us how be happy? She's just gonna shove some dumb bullshit down our throats and take our money!" He said after he had gotten dressed. "Mike, this is exactly why we need to just try. I don't know why everything sets you off these days. I don't know why you don't want to just take a chance and try to save our marriage. God, if you're not gonna try, we might as well just split up now." I said. He sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Come on. Let's go get this over with." He mumbled, grabbing his keys and walking out to his Mercedes. Max was staying with his mother for the day, so we wouldn't have to worry about her. I'm so glad she offered to babysit because I was already dealing with one child that day and already didn't have the energy for another.

I walked out and got into his car, slamming the door as I got in. "Knock it off the hinges why don't ya." He smarted off. "How about you stop being a dick to me. I don't know what your deal is today, but you need to cut it out." I said. "I'm just so frustrated." He said as he backed out of the garage. "Why? Let's talk. Why are you frustrated?" I asked. "That's the thing Chester. I don't know why I am. I just am, and not knowing why makes me even more frustrated." He said. "The fact that you're always frustrated makes me frustrated, so we better figure out what it is before I go completely insane." I said. He didn't say anything and kept driving.

He picked up his phone and started texting while he was driving. "Mike-" "Yeah, yeah I know." He said, annoyed, as he tossed his phone back down into the console.

We drove the rest of the way in silence and waited in the waiting room there in complete silence. Finally she called us back to her office and we got right into it.

"What is the main problem you know of in your relationship?" The woman whose name was Marie asked. "Well... he's always frustrated and that makes me frustrated. When we're both frustrated... we've just been so rude to eachother." I said. She nodded and looked at Mike. "Why are you always frustrated?" She asked. "I don't know why." He said with a shrug.