Currently I am "out for a walk", and on said walk I found a bar. I'm not sure how long I've been here or how many drinks I've had, but I've puked twice. I hoped the alcohol could drown away my feelings, and it kind of does, but not enough, so I keep drinking. Then I hear my phone ringing.
"Hello?"
"Sean, where are you?" I heard Mark ask
"I-I donno." I said, my words slurred
"You're drunk." Mark said, disappointment in his voice
"Hey buddy, geoff me. I'm married." I slurred to the guy next to me
"Babe, ask the bartender where you are." Mark said calmly
"I-I can't do that." I hiccuped
"Why?"
"Cauz he'z hot, and I'm married. He'z an amazing huband." I smiled
"Sean, your husband wants to know what bar you're at." Mark said, getting agitated
"Izhe comin to join me?" I asked
"Y-yeah. he's gonna come join you. But he can't do that if he cant find you."
"Uhm. I walked past the shop, when we buy food, and then 5 more minutes, and bam, I'm here." I explained
"Okay Sean, your husband is coming." Mark told me
"Tell em to hurry. I wanna feel em." I laughed
I downed a few more drinks and started to feel much better. Then this really handsome man walked into the bar. I stumbled over to him with my bear in my hand.
"You're sexy, but I'm married." I laughed
"Sean, I am your husband, see." Mark said showing me his ring
"Cool. I married a sexy man."
I started grinding up against Mark. Holding onto him for balance.
"Hey baby, I think its time to go. Maybe we could take this party home?" Mark suggested in a sexy tone
"That sounds fun." I said, my accent thick, as I grabbed Marks crotch
"Sean, you're drunk." Mark stated
"Nooooo. I can still say inebreaded. Inebreadend. Inebrenated. Okay, so I'm drunk." I laughed
Mark sighed and helped me into our car, then he got in the drivers seat and began to drive. I put my hand on his thigh, squeezing it gently, then I leaned over and kissed his neck.
"Babe, I'm trying to drive, and you're drunk." He sighed
"But markimoo. I wanna play." I said hiccuping again
"When you're sober." He told me
"But Daddy, I'm horny now." I wined
"You're definitely drunk Sean."
"You're no fun." I said crossing my arms
When we got home Mark put me on the couch and I pulled him next to me, sitting on top of him, rocking back and forth, earning a moan. I smiled.
"Sean, I reuse to do this until you're sober." Mark stated moving me off him
"Why? We're married so what'z it matter?" I asked
"I-I think you need some rest. How about we go upstairs?" Mark suggested
"I don't need your help!" I yelled standing up and immediately falling back down "Mark, the room is spinning."
"I think we should take a trip to the bathroom first." He said picking me up
Mark set me down in the bathroom. Suddenly I started feeling really sick. I leaned over the toilet and threw up.
"Jesus Sean, how much did you drink?" He asked
"A lot." I said burping
"Jace is home. you call me if you need anything." Mark sighed leaving the room
"Where's Pa?" I heard Jace ask
"He's on a date with the porcelain throne at the moment." I heard Mark sigh
"Again? We need to figure out what's going on." Jace said
"I know what's going on. He needs to see his therapist."
"How do you know what's going on?" Jace asked
"This isn't the first time he's done this. He's just trying to find ways to cope in all the wrong places."
"We'll figure it out Dad."
"Sean?" I heard Marks voice with a knock on the door
I groaned getting off the bathroom floor and opening the door.
"D-did I sleep here?" I asked
"Well I love you but I don't wanna sleep with puke babe." Mark said offering a hand to help me up
"God, why do I do this to myself?" I asked, pausing for a second "I have to work today."
"I already called and told them you were sick. They send their get well wishes. However you do have an appointment today." Mark told me
"I do?" I asked
"You do now. We're going to see Dr.Caroltin today." Mark told me
I groaned at the idea of seeing that man. "you're depressed, lets adjust your medication." That's how that will go.
"Mark. I don't want to." I sighed
"I love you but I don't care. Sean I'm afraid of you becoming an alcoholic or killing yourself. Look at yourself. Your job. Those kids that you'd have to be dead, dying, or bleeding, to take a day off and now getting a substitute at least once a week, going for walks doesn't work because you magically find a bar, and I'm afraid for you babe." Mark explained
"Can I at least have a beer to cure my hang over."
"No, now drink your coffee."
I sat at the table and sipped on my coffee, taking a few Advil for my head ache.
"Mark?" I asked
"hmm?" He hummed
"Thank you."
I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around him, running my fingers along his v line. I felt him shiver, which made me smile.
"You now, I'm pretty sober now." I whispered in his ear
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The Teacher Who Cared
Fanfiction"Sean is the only teacher who actually seems to genuinely care for his students. He sure as hell cares more then you." Mason told her I loaded Jace into my car and we were off. Finally, we found Dean, Sitting on the railing of the freeway. "Dean...
