Breaking Point

Chapter 1: Shit Storm

Hello everyone, I first wanted to say that this is a rewrite of the book Off The Edge. I had realized that some things weren't based on facts, and I wish to fix it.

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Aemilia and I have been together for nearly five years, but the other night my best friend and I slept together. Aemilia found out that it happened, I'm not entirely sure how exactly. But this morning we had gotten into a huge fight over it and she kicked me out on my ass. I had gotten home from a night out to my belongings packed and an angry girlfriend. 

No matter what I may have said to defend myself she wouldn't believe it. She's kicked me out many times before, but this time it felt different. I had tried to walk to her, console her, instead, I got backhanded. 

"Lex. Just. Leave." 

I wanted to explain to her that it was never supposed to end this way. That I had wanted to marry her, but my mind started to play tricks on me. Telling me Aemilia was no longer in love with me, that on her nights out she fucked whoever. My mind is not my friend, and yet I still allow it to control me. 

I'm sitting here with tears streaming down my face wondering if I even have the right to be so upset about this. My car was idling loudly, but it was nothing compared to how intrusive my thoughts were. I reached across my console and grabbed a bottle of Jack Daniels. It wasn't long until it was gone, and my mind became fuzzy and my thoughts stopped swimming. 

Tossing the bottle to the back, I put the car into gear. I watched the cars passing by for a few moments before setting out on my lovely adventure. 

Finally, I came to a stop in front of my best friend's house. I looked at the house that Aemilia and I have been to many times, where I lost my fucking life to alcohol, and where I realized I wanted to marry Aemilia. I was going to stop drinking so I could start saving up money for the nicest ring that I believed she deserved.

Feeling enraged for no reason other than to add to the list of my problems, I banged my fists against the stirring wheel before resting them there for a few moments. This is all my fault, I know  I need to fix this for myself so I can get over it. I opened the car door slowly and walked away from the still-running car. I beat on his door until it swings open. 

"Lex, what are you doing? Why are you here? I have work in like two hours." Jamie, my friend since middle school, stood in his doorway half-naked. His wet hair dripped onto his board chest, towel across his waist loosely tied caught my attention. 

"Earth to Lex, you there? Something happen?" He cocked his head slightly, and I dragged my eyes back to his. 

"Can I come in?" I ask, my voice a bit rough. Jamie laughed lightly before ushering me in. He leads me to his room, before turning to his closet. I walk up to him and wrap my arms around his waist. He chuckles and hums a reminder that he just got out of the shower. 

"She knows," I said quietly. "She knows we've been fucking each other. She wouldn't let me explain that we haven't in a while." Jamie lets out a heavy sigh. 

"Lex, you know it's just as bad. It doesn't matter that you stopped. She honestly deserved to know I was your favorite toy." The way Jamie said it made me pull back. 

"Jamie, did you tell her?" My voice broke slightly, watching his face I could tell. I took a few steps back, and he turned from the mirrors to me. 

"Jamie, you told her!" He reached out to me, I smacked his hands away from me. "How could you!? Is it because I told you that we couldn't anymore?"  My voice was hollow, and it felt like I was being sucked out of my body.

"Lex, I did it for us. I'm your favorite, you told me yourself. You warmed my bed more than the woman you claimed to love. She deserved to know." He took a few more steps towards me, I retreated further. 

"No Jamie you did it for yourself." I turned to leave, but he gripped my arm. I tried to pull away from him as best as I could. He was stronger than me and easily pulled me to his body. 

"Lex, please, you don't have to go. She kicked you out again didn't she? You'll need somewhere to stay." He said it with such desperation I nearly forgave him right there. Then I remembered Aemilia's angry face and I forced him off of me. 

"I have to go." I needed to leave, I can't be here. When I walked past Jamie's extensive liquor cabinet I grabbed the strongest drink he had and stalked to my car. I slammed my car door before popping open the bottle. I hate him, I want to slam my fist into his face repeatedly. I wanted to scream, to cry, I chugged from the bottle.  

I can't believe the shit storm I've been shoved into. I should have never gotten back with Aemilia two years ago. I shouldn't have tried so hard to win her over again. I just couldn't live without her in my life. I needed her, but I still slept with my best friend. 

I opened my phone to find the closest reality escape. I chugged more liquid death and laid it on the gas.