-1I am not sure if i should continue with this or not so i dedicided so see what the responce to it was like and then decide after.

Please let me know what you think, if i should continue or bin this thing.

Thank you to my amazing beta chewy! Love ya girly!!

Ok this is AU and I'm going to say PG13

Chapter 1

There was a time in my life when I thought it couldn't get any more perfect. I had the loving, doting most beautiful wife in the world. Two absolutely amazing children. I had everything I ever wanted. The beautiful home, with everything in it that money could buy. I got to stay at home with the kids while my wife was out making money doing a job that she loved. She loved going to work to provide me and the kids with anything we ever wanted. I wanted a vacation, I got it. I wanted a new car, I got it. Anything I wanted she got me no questions asked.

We got together in high school at the age of 16. She got her record deal at the age of 18 straight out of high school. I went to UCLA to study psychology and she through herself into recording her first album. She got her first number 1 single and album at the age of 19. She went on her first world tour at the age of 20. She received her first Grammy at 21 and she has received many since. She proposed to me at 22 and I accepted. I graduated from UCLA at 23 with a PhD in Psychology. She bought and opened my own office in downtown LA. My dream and she gave it to me. We married at 24. We had the most beautiful twins Molly and Mitchell at 25. For the whole of the pregnancy, she was at my side, from day one of finding out until the day I gave birth. For the first 8 months she only did shows in and around California, to which she either tool me along or made sure that someone was in the house with me at all times, which was usually Kyla. After that, she cancelled everything she had and spent it by my side never letting me out of her sight. Never letting me lift a finger. She did everything, and watching her trying to figure out how to use a vacuum was very amusing. When the twins came along she was the doting mother. For the first year, she took time off from her music to just spend time with me and her kids. 6 months ago, she went back to her music. And three months ago, she changed. She changed not for the better. Now at the age of 26 she is well on her way to becoming another statistic of the rock and roll life style.

She has been away for a month promoting songs for her upcoming album. Tonight will be the first time I have seen her and spoke to her in 30 days. The last time I saw her she was so off her face I am surprised she managed to stand let alone walk out of here. The last time I saw her we had a major fight over her behaviour. The last time I saw her she attempted to hit me. She only missed because she was so off her face.

I hear the front door shut and I stand up from our bed. I walk to the bedroom door, place my hand on the handle and take a deep breath before I open it. I hope that she is sober. I hope that she is not high. I hope she is the woman I fell in love with ten years ago.
I wonder if she even remembers what today is? Today we have been together for ten years and married for two. Yes, we got married on our anniversary. She thought it would make it even more romantic. So did I.

I open the door and walk down the hall. I make it to the top of the stairs and I notice her at the bottom about to make her way up. She stops and looks up at me and smiles. That warm loving smile, the one that reaches right to her eyes and makes her nose-crinkle. The smile I miss so much. And in that moment I know that, she is sober. That she is not high. And I cannot help but smile back at the genuine love I see radiating of her. The genuine love that I haven't seen for the past few months. She holds her hand out towards me beckoning me to her. I don't hesitate and I all but run down the stairs and into her waiting arms. She wraps her arms around my waist. And I wrap mine around her neck. I rest my head in the crook of her neck and place kisses to the golden skin there. She just wraps her arms around me even tighter.

"I am so, so sorry baby. I love you so much and I have been a total ass to you."

"Shh, it's ok. I am just happy that you are home right now. I don't want to talk about all that now."

She pulls back from me a little to look in my eyes. Her arms never leaving my waist and mine her neck

"I've missed you." she says and her lips are on mine. Her soft. Soft lips that I have missed so much. I cannot help but moan as her tongue traces my bottom lip. I open my mouth and grant her access right away. Her tongue is soon massaging mine inside my mouth. Our tongues battle for a few minutes until I pull away. Needing to breathe becoming an issue.

"I have missed you to. So much. I am so glad that you are home."

"Where are the twins? I have missed them."

"They are staying at my parents for the night. I thought we should spend some time together." As soon as I say that the smile seems to disappear from her face.

"What the fuck did you say to your parents Spencer? Did you tell them that we had been having problems?" She growls at me.

"No! I just thought with it being you first night back and our anniversary that we could just spend it together." I say and walk away from her and into the lounge. So much for having my Ash back.

She walks up behind me and snakes her arms around my waist. She kisses me on the cheek and rests her head on my shoulder.

"I am sorry baby. I didn't mean to snap at you. I'm just tired."

"That seems to be your excuse every time you snap at me. Which seems to be a lot." I say as I try to get out of her grasp, but she just hold on to me tighter. "Ash let me go!" I say wiggling more, but again she just holds me tighter.

"No Spence. Stop moving for fuck sake!" She forcefully turns me around in her arms and grabs my wrists to try to stop me moving.

"Ash you hurting me. Please let go." I wiggle more. Then relent because her grip is to strong and hurts too much.

"If you don't fight me it will not hurt. Why do you want to get away from me all of a sudden?"

"I don't."

"You do."

"I just want you to let go of me. You are hurting me Ash." I say and I can't help the tears that start to spill from my eyes. She quickly lets go of my wrists and starts to brush my tears away.

"Don't cry baby. Please. I am so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." I look into her eyes and my Ash is back. But I wonder for how long. She gently takes hold of my wrists and sees the red marks that are there. She gently kisses them and then looks back up at me. I can see the tears in her eyes. "Baby I am so fucking sorry. I truly didn't mean to hurt you. You have to believe me." And I do. I do believe her.

I mimic the action she did previously and wipe her tears away. "I believe you baby. I know you didn't. I know that you would never hurt me on purpose."

She leans in and gives me a kiss and I can feel the love radiating through it. She pulls back a minute or so later.

"I have something for you." She says smiling.

"What is it?" I love presents. Especially presents from her.

"Just wait a minute." She gives me a peck on the lips and walks back out of the lounge into the hallway. I can here her rummaging in her bags.

"Do you want something to drink babe!?" I shout as I head into the kitchen.

"Just a soda please!" I hear her shout back.

I walk in to the kitchen, get two glasses out, and fill them with some ice. I grab two cokes out of the refrigerator, and take them with the glasses back into the lounge. Ash is already back in there sitting on the sofa. I hand her a glass and a soda and put mine down on the table. She opens her soda, fills her glass, and takes a long drink. She then puts it down on the table and pats the seat next to her. I smile and sit next to her giving her a kiss on the cheek, for no other reason than I can. She smiles that nose-crinkling smile again and the love is radiating off her. She leans in and pecks me on the lips. I can't help the contented sigh that escapes my lips.

"Happy anniversary baby." She hands me a long rectangle red velvet box.

"Baby I …" She cuts me off.

"Open it baby." She says with a huge smile.

I open it and inside is a beautiful white gold bracelet with a heart attached to it covered in diamonds.

"Ash this is beautiful."

"Look on the back of the heart"

There inscribed on the back of the heart is a quote by one of my favourite poets John Keats. The inscription read

'A thing of beauty is joy forever.'

"You like it?" She asks nervously

"Of course I like it baby. I love it." I lean in and give her a loving kiss.

"I love you." I whisper.

"I love you too baby so, so much"

"I feel really bad Ash. It's our anniversary and I didn't get you anything. I was…" Her kissing me cuts of me.

"Don't Spence. Don't feel bad. I have everything I could have ever wanted sitting in front of me."

"I still should have got you something. I was just so mad at you when you left. I forgot all about it until this morning when my mom offered to have the twins tonight to let us have space."

"Baby its ok. I don't need you to buy me anything. As long as I have you and the twins what else do I need?"

"I love you." That was all I could think to say at that moment. And I do I love her more than anything.

But she is starting to scare me. I hate to say it but she really is. Tonight was the second time that she has been violent towards me. The first time I kinda brushed it off because she was so drunk and so high, I believed she didn't know what she was doing. But tonight, she's not drunk and she's not high. Tonight she physically hurt me. My wrists have little purple bruises appearing from where she grabbed me. You are probably wondering why I just seemed to let it go after she started to cry? Why I didn't make it into something? I am not really all that sure. I know I probably should have said something. Something more than you are hurting me. After she let go I should have said something. But the look in her eyes, I know she didn't mean it. I know she truly loves me. I know she would never hurt me on purpose. I do know that she has a problem. I don't know why she has a problem but I intend to find out. And I intend to help her. Before I become a state statistic in domestic abuse

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scouse AKA Kayla