A/N - Sorry for the lack of updates. Hectic life write now, plus major writer's block. Sorry the chapters so short, but its sort of a transition chapter. This stories almost coming to an end, but look for a new one soon after this one meets its demise. Lastly, read and review. It's my incentive.
You find it so easy to walk away? Now it's my turn. I stood stranded in your empty living room, nothing but those words left to haunt me. This didn't go as easily as I had wished it would. I silently scolded myself for being so naive and hopeful. What did I expect? Did I honestly expect that you would forgive and forget so quickly? No. I had hoped you would though. Did I actually think that I'd be sleeping in your arms by nightfall? No. If our roles were reversed, I sure as hell wouldn't let you waltz right back into my life.
I had to face the facts. I practically drove you to become an alcoholic. Granted, I didn't physically raise the bottle to your lips everytime you drank, but I was a huge part of the mental anguish that drove you along that path. You had every right in the world to want to push me and my negative influence as far away from you as possible. You thought that you could keep yourself protected if you pushed me away. You figured that you wouldn't be hurt again if you kept me at a distance. You were running away from the situation, just as I had done time and time again. Now it's my turn.
I began to grab my jacket, about to turn and walk out on you once more. However, once I began to go over the thoughts in my head, I realized that I couldn't let you make the same mistakes as I did. I had been scared, and when I tried to run away from you, it just led us both right into the waiting arms of misery. Being without each other any longer would turn us both into living wastes of space. My soul was dead without you, and I knew yours was the same.
This revelation now apparent to me, I quickly spun around on my heel and briskly walked towards your room. I couldn't let this go without a fight. I had to prove to you that I could put the effort in, that I was in this for the long haul. No matter how long it took, I was determined to make you and I an us again. And this time, I was determined to make us last.
Barging into your room, I ignored the look of annoyance and impatience plastered on your face. I saw you open your mouth to say something, but I cut you off immediately. I wasn't going to give you a chance to deter me from my mission. "No Tommy. I won't leave. I can't. You were always ready to fight for us. Now it's my turn."