So I said that this was just gonna be a oneshot, but I was convinced by a very lovely reviewer to make it a three parter, so here goes!
A week or so later in the rehab centre and Peter had his counselling session. He had been miserable so far and he wasn't looking forward to his counselling session, but at the very least it would take his mind off of Carla & Simon for a little while.
He walked into the small room and sat on one of the more comfortable chairs.
"Good morning Peter." Sasha, the counsellor greeted Peter with from her chair opposite him.
"Morning." Peter replied quietly.
"How are you feeling this morning?!" She asked.
"Awful." He replied.
"Can I get you a coffee or something?!" Sasha asked him politely as she made her way over to the coffee machine that was placed on a small table nearby.
"That's a pretty stupid question to ask an alcoholic." Peter answered her moodily. "All I want is a drink, but before you say anything, I know that I can't have one..."
"Well maybe a coffee will take your mind off it hey?!" Sasha gently suggested to him, trying to be light hearted with the messed up man, but it wasn't going down so well with Peter.
"Look, aren't ya supposed to be counselling me or summet?! I need help, not coffee!" Peter grumped at her.
Sasha took the cup from the coffee machine and took a sip as she made her way back over to her seat.
"I was just trying to help you to feel relaxed. That's all Peter." Sasha told him calmly.
"Relaxed?! How can I feel relaxed when I haven't seen my 10 Year Old Son or my Wife for 11 Days and they both hate me?!" Peter shouted.
"Oh I wouldn't say that Peter...They might have been disappointed that you were drinking again, but surely the fact that you've agreed to come here must have made them proud?!" Sasha asked him.
"Or it has just showed them what a weak and pathetic man I really am..." Peter frowned.
"Now that's definitely not true. No one is pathetic, and you're definitely not weak Peter. It takes strength to just come to this counselling session." Sasha informed him.
"I really miss my family." Peter admitted, a little tearfully.
"That's only natural Peter." Sasha replied.
"Why do I have to mess everything up all the time?! Why can't I just be happy?!" Peter said as he began to cry.
And it wasn't long before he had broken down into floods of tears.
Sasha was quite relieved. An outburst of emotion like Peter's always helped to get them talking. Sasha fetched Peter a tissue to wipe his eyes with, which he accepted. She then sat back down again and just waited in total silence for him to compose himself enough to be able to look at her again.
This took around 15 Minutes, but Sasha was prepared to wait for him.
"Do ya know what caused ya to drink again Peter?!" She asked him rather sensitively.
"Everything just got too much..." He replied, rubbing his eyes as he did so.
"And by everything you mean..." Sasha trailed off.
Peter just sighed. It was confession time.
"I'm a rubbish Husband. And before you try and correct me, it's true, I am. I've done the worst thing that you could ever imagine possible in a marriage..." Peter trailed off expecting Sasha to speak, but she didn't, she just looked at him as she waited for him to continued. "I've been having an affair..."
Sensing that Peter wasn't finished yet, Sasha remained silent for a while longer.
"I kept trying to call it off, but she just wouldn't leave me alone...She had even said that she loved me...And just like I can't resist the booze, well, I'm not much good at resisting an attractive woman either...And then my Wife got pregnant...Which was great, I thought, there's no better time to call off the affair than now...But that hope soon disappeared when the other girl told me that she might be pregnant too...
Well of Course, she wasn't pregnant, it was a flippin' false alarm! But it was already too late by then, I had already fallen off the wagon, and from then on, everytime things got too much, I would have a drink...Until Carla, my Wife, sussed me out that is...So now, I have a baby on the way, a pregnant Wife waiting for me to get better, who thinks I've been 100% faithful apart from the drinking... A 10 Year Old Son who thinks I'm gonna die, and this other woman who claims to love me...Everyone was angry at me for drinking, but what the heck else was I supposed to do?!" Peter confided in Sasha completely truthfully.
"I'd like ya to do something for me Peter, I'd like ya to see all of your worries and problems as a knot that needs undoing. And we're gonna undo it step by step okay?! So first off, do ya love this other Woman back?!" Sasha asked him.
"I thought I did...I even told her that I did...But I don't...Not really, I care about her yeah...But not love. I don't love her." Peter replied.
"Okay, and what about your Wife, do ya love her?!" Sasha questioned.
"Do I love Carla?! I love her more than anything else in this world! I've never loved anyone so much! But I'm not good enough for her...I know that I'm not...And that's what scares me...This isn't the first time, and it won't be the last time that my life comes crashing down around me, and I don't want to drag her down with me...She doesn't deserve me...She's absolutely stunning, she's intelligent, she's strong...And She could have any man she wanted...Yet she fell in love with a looser like me, and that terrifies me Sasha..." Peter admitted to her.
"There's no reason why that should terrify you Peter, I need you to feel proud that you have a stunning Wife, don't be scared that she's yours, and that you're hers, 'cos the fact is, is that she clearly loves you enough to stick by you throughout all of your problems. And it takes some woman to do that Peter...There are people in here who have absolutely nobody. Peter, You're one of the lucky ones." Sasha told him meaningfully but sensitively at the same time.
"But what about the other woman?!" Peter asked Sasha really quite nervously.
"I'm a counsellor, not a love guru Peter." Sasha chuckled at the man. "But if what you've just told me about how much you love your Wife is true, then you'll give up this other woman, and I know that you'll make your marriage work, if ya really want it too."
"I suppose so...And I know it's my own fault and nobody else's that I fell off the wagon, but having this other woman to worry about certainly didn't help me resist the horrible stuff..." Peter trailed off.
"You're a decent man Peter. I really hope that you work hard whilst you're in here. You deserve to be happy. And your family deserves you."
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The third and final chapter will be a Welcome Home for Peter!
