A/N: I have no idea if this is gonna stand alone or tie into another story I do down the road, so for now it'll just stand alone. Enjoy.

The coolness of the bathroom floor tile felt good against her cheek. She laid there for a moment and took in the sensation. Using the sink to lift herself up, she stared at herself in the mirror. A blotch of purple bloomed on her right cheek. Her bottom lip plumper than it should be.

"I wish you hadn't made me do that." A rough hand grazed her shoulder, she winced. His breath felt cold against her ear. He brought a bottle to his mouth, taking a generous swig as he walked away. She hadn't moved an inch since she'd gotten up.

"Come to bed." She walked out the bathroom and saw him lying on his back, one arm resting comfortably underneath his head. She crawled up next to him, resting her head under his chin and letting him wrap an arm around her middle.

"I love you." He mumbled.

"I love you too."


She stared at the clock on the stove with heavy eyes, another night she'd been left alone. The front door clicked shut.

"What're you doing still up?" He asked when he walked into the kitchen.

"Nevermind that, where've you been?"

"With the fellas." He said, fumbling through the refridgerator. Only a moment later it was slammed shut in his face and she pulled him towards her.

"Have you lost your bloody head?" He demanded. Ignorning him, she went through his pockets.

"Veronica. She one of the fellas you mentioned?"

"Stop being ridiculous..." He said lowly. She balled the piece of paper up and threw it at his face.

"You pig! I hate you! Son of a bitch!" She lunged at him and pounded at his chest and shoulders with everything she had. She was so beside herself, she hardly felt the sting across her face.

"Do you like making me angry?" He shouted, massaging his hand. She cradled the side of her face, watching him storm out the kitchen.

"I feel like I need you."

"And you have me, always. I'll never leave you."

It hurt to think about the good times. They were so far away she wasn't sure they ever really existed anymore. Knees folded to her chest, she sat at the foot of the bed. He stood at the doorway a moment before handing her black teddy bear with a heart on the belly.

"I love you."

"I love you too." She responded blankly. She wasn't sure he meant it, it was probably the alcohol talking. Truthfully she didn't care anymore. Anything was better than being alone.