Skellingtons in the closet

Chapter 18: Cut the bullshit

Chris's Pov

I was sitting nervously on the couch in Dr. Anne's office...room? I don't know. Soo many things are swarming in my head right now.

"Calm down, Chris, this is for your marriage," I whispered to myself. A blonde woman, may be in her early thirties, with blue eyes, dressed in a professional grey suit, sat down in the leather brown chair across from me, she crossed her legs, holding her clipboard in front of her.

"So..Mr. Cerulli-"

"Chris..just call me Chris..." I nervously say.

"Chris, I'm Dr. Anne, your therapist,"

I winced at those two words, 'your therapist', I never thought that I'd need one, but I guess I thought wrong.

"What seems to be the problem?" She spoke. I noticed she had an accent. Irish maybe? I don't know. I nervously played with my hands and looked anywhere but her. I didn't want to catch eye contact. Why? Because, I know that if I had eye contact with her, things would go terribly wrong for me. Catch my drift?

"U-um....well," I played with my wedding ring around my finger. I never took it off, even when Liz threw hers in the fire, I still had hope in us.

"Uh...my m-marriage is in terrible jeopardy b-because of me....I...." I finally felt gutsy and looked at her. Nothing. So far so good, I sighed.

"Go on," she said.

"I have a...sex addiction...I want to stop it but...everytime I see an attractive woman and she throws herself at me, I can't contain myself...it's hard to control it, Dr...I love my wife very much, and I want to be with her and my son, but she kicked me out of our house and she wants a divorce..."

"When did this sex addiction occur?"  She asked after she scribbled in her clipboard.

"Uh...years ago, after my band's album...it was huge, we immediately went touring and women wanted us, especially me....at first I felt terrible, I mean I still do, but...-sighs-"

I got comfortable and lied across the couch.

"Liz had her first real gig, where a record producer was going to see her and her band and it meant the world for her for me to be there for her. I was just about to leave until my ex...Megan...came to my door and seduced me. I promised myself I wouldn't cheat anymore, Liz hadn't caught me, but I'm sure she had her suspicions I wasn't acting myself...anyway after Megan seduced me later that night and got me drunk, we had sex and Liz caught us. I could tell she was drunk to, she threw the liquor bottle at us, and her eyes watered and she ran out the door...I threw on my shorts and went for her, leaving Megan alone. Liz screamed at me and cursed and threw her necklace I gave her at me. She had the right to. She broke up with me, and I was depressed and the addiction got worse...maybe because I wasn't with her at the time and I didn't have to worry about feeling like I'm still cheating on her...anyway we eventually got back together after I begged her and I propsed to her the same night...."

"And then?"

"And then, we got married. I tried my best to stay faithful, but...I couldn't. Months later, Liz gave birth to Tyler, my wonderful son. That's when it hit me. I need to stop fucking around..."

"But you gave in to your temptations," Dr.Anne says as if she knew that was what I was going to say next. I nodded.

"She caught me again, and again, and again, and she kept taking me back. I don't know why, after all those times..."

"Love can make you do silly things, Chris, it also makes you sacrifice a lot, and if you really love her, you'll do what ever it takes to get her back, starting with your addiction, have you had sex in the past 24 hours?"