𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘𝐌𝐔𝐂𝐇 : 𝟐

|Brandon| Wanting it Back

|2 years ago|
-Y/n-

I sat at the bar at 4am still drinking get wasted and wasted even more, drinking was my only way to really cope after the loss of my older sister I could've talked it out but I wasn't really good at expressing anything.

I was in the middle of drinking as I felt myself being grabbed and I turned and drunken pulled away as I seen the figure and realized it was Brandon.

"Y/n come on you've been here since 10pm it's 4am. Maybe it's time for you"He said as I knew what we was talking about the Rehabilitation center

"No! I don't have a problem you do!"I said and poked my finger on his chest before I downed another shot

"Y/n this is the last time–Do it for our family I miss you and the kids miss you, you've turned this bar into a home you're neglecting your family!"He said as I wanted to say I'll go

But my drunken state wouldn't allow me without even a thought those words flew out my mouth without my own actions as the alcohol showed no signs of lightening

"I don't care this bar and this alcohol is all I care about right now and if you all can't accept me you can go"My drunken persona said for me

I wanted to just close my mouth but I'm not in control anymore only the alcohol is and it's spewing all these lies breaking my family

"Fine I'm taking the kids and we are leaving enjoy your life"He said as I seen the tears fall down his cheeks as he was leaving I wanted to grab him and leave with him

But once again the alcohol wouldn't allow it

|Now; 3 years later|

I stand outside of the door fully fixed, rid of alcohol completely I could've left after a year but I wanted to make sure I restrained myself enough so I just don't dive out back to alcohol

I always wrote to the kids and I knew they got the mail but they had to send the letters back in secret Brandon didn't want them to communicate with me, He didn't know where I've been these 3 years and frankly he didn't care.

I knocked on the door as I waited and he opened the door with a huge smile as he then lost that amazing smile

"Hey Brandon"I said as seeing him almost made me cry I've missed him–I've missed my family

"What are you doing here shouldn't you be out drinking forgetting your family, you've been doing great for 3 years now"He said coldly

"Brandon I've been at Rehab fixing myself for our family"

"My family"

"OUR Family"I said with more emphasis as tears started rolling down my cheeks

"Our family brandon don't just throw me out like I wasn't here or like I wasn't trying"I said pissed off as the angry tears flowed down my cheeks

"That night you said you didn't care and that you only cared about that bar and alcohol! So as far as I'm concerned this is my family! The kids don't want to see you anyways"He said as it broke my heart hearing him lie as I pushed my way through

"Emerald! Corbyn!"I yelled as I went inside as I heard them run down the steps as I lightly looked to my side to see a woman sitting on the couch with a large stomach as her eyes locked to mine

I felt the kids hug me tightly as I looked away from her to them as I held them tightly. He moved on from me there is no getting him back.

All I have is my kids and I'm–I'm f-fine with it