Alissa
As soon as we reached home, neither Eric nor me spoke any word to anyone. All he did was to open his fridge, took out a bottle of wine and started drinking it. I can understand that he is upset, but it's unhealthy. I don't want to see him sad, but right now I am helpless. I went to the room and changed into my night suite. Eric has some of my clothes incase I need some, like right now. I saw he had his legs on the table and he was sitting on the couch drinking his wine. The television was on but it was on mute. I sat next to him and took the remote and shut it off.
He let out a long breath from his nose and held my hand. He rubbed my knuckles and we stayed silent for a minute.
"Talk to me" I said
"It's all a mess. I'm a mess. I am so angry at them that I can't talk to them without raising my voice. They don't understand what they made me go through. Yes, I admit I was an arsehole and I still am. But, what they did was not right. Never have been, never will be" He said.
"To be honest you are still kind of an arsehole" I said being honest but keeping a smirk on my face.
"Yes, I know"
"And aggressive" I said
"Yes"
"And moody" I said
"Yes"
"And a jerk" I said
"Still you love me" He said kissing cheek and I giggled.
"You are my jerk" I said.
He put his hand around my waist and showered me with kisses. I giggled and he just laughed. After a moment we both came back to normal and I looked at him seriously this time.
"Do it for me" I said
"I tried and you can see the conclusion" he said being defensive but I know how to control him.
"Please. If you love me. Just one more time. And that's it. I promise. Just one more try and it will be done" I said convincing him and making a puppy face.
"You know I can't resist that face" he said and I cheered finally succeeding.
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