You're My Gravity.

Alice, Sophia and Alex are at their grandparents house, like every weekend. Vivian and Victor fell in love with their grandkids, they have them every weekend. They know my schedule gets busy and well... Mike goes touring for long periods of time, it only seemed fair for them to have the kids from time to time. Mike's bags are packed, ready for another six month tour. Making him miss Sophia's first birthday party. I sigh and shake my head as I restock the refrigerator with groceries. Mike reaches behind me for a beer and I take it away from him,placing the drink back inside the fridge, along with the rest of the pack. He shakes his head and walks away. We don't even talk anymore.
What did I do wrong? Nothing!
"Mike... Can you get me the last bag please?" He nods and hands me the bag of fruits. I place them neatly on a little black basket and look at my husband. He grabs the beer and I take it away from him. "Stop this."
"Stop what?"
"The drinking! No more! Please!"
"Sandra, give me the fucking drink."
"Mike, I said no!" He reaches for it, and I grab it, pouring the liquid in the sink. "I'm tired of seeing you drunk every three days of the freaking week! What's going on?" His face flashes anger. It goes quiet, our eyes locked into each other. "I'm worried about you.." I say softly.
"It's nothing! I just get drinks with my friends and that's it, it's not a big deal."
"It is! Our kids are looking at you with weird faces, Michael!" "Sandra... It's all in your mind!"
"No! It's the truth... Do.." I take a deep breath. "Do you have someone else? Do you not love me?"
"Sandra... What the fuck are you saying?! Listen to your words!"
"I don't know Micheal! That's why I'm asking you." Tears run down my face and he sighs, very frustrated. "I give everything to you! We try many things, I try to pleasure you in every way, I make sure we make you happy , but with you being drunk almost every fucking day, makes me think you found someone else and like to forget you even have children..." I lean against the counter and look at my toes. He walks closer to me, and he places his hand under my chin. He lifts my face and our eyes lock again.
"You give me everything. No one in the world will give me what you give me, Sandra.. Don't ever think that I'm cheating on you."
"Than I beg you to stop drinking... Please. Drink when we're at your brothers, or when you're partying... But not everyday.. I can't bear to see you so.. Lifeless."
"It's gotten out of hand, yes. I'll try to stop." I wrap my arms around his torso, my tears continue to fall, wetting his bare chest. He kisses the top of my head and places his chin where he just kissed.
"Promise..."
"I promise." He says.
"No... From the bottom of your heart." I look at him and he places his soft lips on my forehead.
"I promise."

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Mike is clearly very drunk. Alex, Alice and Sophia are already sleeping, so they can get up and early for school tomorrow. Mike leaves tomorrow, right after dropping our twins to their first day of first grade.
"MICHEAL!" I yell and he looks at me, a beer in his hand. I take it away from him and he's mad.
"Give it to me!" He says, reaching for it.
"You promised." I hiss, looking into his eyes. "You fucking promised." I throw the bottle on the floor, making it shatter into three glass pieces and the remaining liquid spill all over our kitchen floor. "You. Promised." I say, angry tears running down my face.
"Well I'm not fucking sorry." He says.
"Mike.. Look at you... You're..."
"Done."
"Exactly." Mike rolls his eyes and walks to our room, slamming the door close. I wipe my face and pick up the broken pieces. I grab the mop and swipe it across the floor. There's a yell and a shatter. I shake my head, and picked up the pieces. Mike exits from the room and puts on his jacket. "Where are you going?"
"Somewhere..." I look at my husband as he walks out of the door. I jump at the sound of another door slam and let the sound linger in the air for a while. I sink down on the floor and sigh, tears falling down my heated cheeks.
"Mommy?" I look up and Alice is rubbing her eye.
"What's wrong sweetie?" "
Nightmare... Daddy?" "He'll be right back okay?" She nods and I stand up, and walk her to the room. I tuck her in and kiss her forehead.
"Can you sing for me?" She asks. I smile and nod. I start to sing a little lullaby. Her brown eyes begin to close and I kiss her forehead, before heading out. I enter my room and grab a blanket, along with a pillow. I grab a bottle of painkillers. I hate the fact that he's drinking but I'm not going to let my husband be hungover the day our kids enter elementary school. No way. I make sure Sophia is sleeping well in her crib and walk to the couch and set my little sleeping place. I lay down as I keep looking at the door, waiting patiently for him to come through that wooden door, but then my eyes begin to heavy, and I fall asleep.

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