Zane's POV
That Night Travis was very very late getting home I played with Malachite for awhile we laid on the couch and watched a movie.
Then finally I heard the garage door open.
"So where have you been?" I asked him.
"What do you mean it's only 8:30?"
"No babe it's 10:30."
"Fuck I must just be tired."
"Uh....oh yeah let-let's go to bed my backs hurting real bad so I'm going to sleep on the couch ok you sleep in our bedroom."
"Ok but don't stay up to late." He said and tried to walk up the stairs."
"I can't believe that motherfucker." I said to myself he only cussed at me when he was drunk oh believe me I knew where he'd been 'after work' if he'd even gone he went to the bar on top of that he smelled like smoke. I grabbed his car keys of the table and went to the garage and unlocked his car I opened his glove box and I found just what I was looking for: cigarettes and empty bottles of alcohol all over the floorboards I knew he'd been smoking and drinking all night and drove himself home what a fucker you bet I was mad.
"Come on Malachite let's go to sleep huh? Yeah come on boy." I said to Mal and we went inside and I slept on the couch there was no way I was sleeping with that drunken boy tonight.
THAT MORNING
Of course Travis slept in thill noon and when he got up I was on my computer in the kitchen he came down the stairs perfectly fine.
"Hey babe long shift at work last night huh?"
"Yeah till ten it was so crazy I don't even remember it."
I had had enough I slapped him
"You Fucking lier we're we're you really last night."
"Ow babe why did you."
"You know very well why you came home 10:30 drunk as a motherfucker and Smelled like cigarettes when you told me you don't drink or smoke and that you hated alcohol!"
"I-I don't...I mean."
"Save it why would you lie to me about stupid shit like that?"
"I don't know?"
"Were you ever going to tell me."
"..." Travis was silent.
I picked up my keys off the table and started to walk out the door.
"Babe where you going?" He went to grab my hand I stopped him.
"Don't call me that until you get this fucking problem straighten out!"
Then I went to my car sat there crying for hours and I called Aphmau.
"Hey Aphmau...."
"Oh hey Zane what's up...Are you ok you sound like your crying?"
"No Aph I'm not ok can I come stay over at your place for a week?"
"Sure anything for you what happened?"
"Travis came home really late last night he has came home late before never this late and he has been gone for unknown reason on Sundays reasons now know he has been going to the bar and drug stores buying cigarettes and alcohol without telling me well I figured it out last night when he was drunk as ever."
"OMI I'm so sorry I really didn't think he was that kind of guy."
"I just don't know anymore Aphmau?"