Beckett Abrams. 32 Years Old. Author. You have found the personal blog of the one and only Beckett Abrams, renowned and award winning author. I currently live in Steamboat Springs, Colorado.
“I just started using Tinder and I might just be one of the worst flirters out there. At least I’m trying, right?” Amelia asked with a soft laugh as she sat down at the bar after her shift at Carl’s.
Sabrina: Oh no! What happened? But yeah i'll be there. I'll make us lunch though.
Beckett: I was fixing my ceiling fan and used a chair to reach it. Chair fell. I was just being dumb haha. I can make us lunch! I'm able to walk on the boot now, just not for extended periods.
Mason wanted to walk around for a while to get his mind off of some things and he ended up in the park. Sitting down, he jumped slightly to the sound of someone talking and he looked up at the other man. “Yeah, it really is,” he said nodding and looking around for a moment. “Sorry if you saw me jump, I was just in my own world for a second there,” he said chuckling.
“Oh, that’s okay. I didn’t mean to disturb your thoughts.” Beckett said with a small smile.
Margo was walking through the park with her breakfast, a bagel and cream cheese. She sat down at one of the tables and began to eat. When she was spoken to, she looked up. “Yeah, I like this weather.”
“I can’t wait until the trees start to turn red and orange though. Then it will be the absolute perfect weather.”
Jodie wanted to get out of the house. She had some papers to grade already, so she decided to go down to the park. She noticed a table with a man at it, and he didn’t seem like he would be a bother, so she sat down across from him and started to read. She looked up when she was spoken to. “Yes, it’s so nice out here,” Jodie said, “A nice break from all the super hot weather we’ve been having.”
“It certainly is. Great weather for working on a Saturday morning.” He joked. “Is that what youre doing too?”
Beckett sat at a table in the park, his attention solely on his laptop. He was in the final stretch of his novel and he was feeling fairly good about it. When he noticed someone sitting across from him, he paid them no mind for a moment before looking up with a small smile. “Beautiful day, isn’t it?”
Summary: Beckett’s alcohol problem comes to a head after he finds out Isabella is taking matters into her own hands.
@isabella--abrams
BeckettLast Sunday at 12:48 AM
Beckett sat in front of his laptop, tapping the desk as he stared at the novel that he was still trying to perfect however his brain was anywhere but there. It had been two werks since he'd had surgery and with his stitches out they were able to put him in a boot. He still wasn't supposed to walk on it for a while, but he had been getting around with crutches. Throughout that time though, he had absolutely no alcohol. While he was in a splint and confined to the bed it wasn't much of a problem. He slept through most days then. Now, it was all he could think about. He eventually got up, knowing that Bella was otherwise distracted, and used his crutches to get to the kitchen where he began to go through the cupboards to find any bit of alcohol he could. "Fuck..." he murmured to himself as he came up empty handed.
IsabellaLast Sunday at 12:55 AM
Isabella had been doing laundry and cleaning the bathroom to keep herself busy on this kind of boring day. While taking care of Beckett was what she loved, she was kind of happy that he was able to get around now with his crutches. He's been doing well since the surgery and she was proud of him with how far he has come. Wiping the sweat from her forehead, she needed a glass of water so she walked to the kitchen to find Beck looking in the cupboards. He must have been looking for alcohol. "Do you need help finding something? There could be more, but I haven't been grocery shopping quite yet," she said with a sigh knowing that needed to happen. She grabbed herself a glass and filled it with water taking a sip.
BeckettLast Sunday at 7:47 AM
Beckett turned around when she walked in and watched her take a drink, trying to stay calm about the situation but he felt unusually frustrated. "Are you hiding the alcohol from me?"
IsabellaLast Sunday at 9:19 AM
Isabella was super close to choking on her water as she sipped on it from his question but she stayed calm. He seemed frustrated. “Why are you looking for alcohol? You know that you can’t have any while on pain killers,” she responded before looking away, knowing that she couldn’t lie to him. “And yes, I did hide the alcohol.”
BeckettLast Sunday at 9:26 AM
He stared at her for a long moment. "Why?"
IsabellaLast Sunday at 9:43 AM
Isabella sighed and looked at him. “Because I knew you’d be looking for it while on pain medication. You shouldn’t be mad because I’m trying to help.”
BeckettLast Sunday at 10:04 AM
"I don't need you to dictate what I'm drinking, Isabella."
IsabellaLast Sunday at 10:19 AM
Isabella rolled her eyes and looked away again. She didn’t like it when he called her Isabella. “Why do you want to drink alcohol anyways? To make you feel better? Because it won’t.”
BeckettLast Sunday at 10:21 AM
Beckett knew he was about to start a fight so he just began to move back to the bedroom, "I just want to go home at some point today. "
IsabellaLast Sunday at 10:24 AM
Isabella followed him mainly because she needed to take a shower but she also wanted to continue talking to him. “Because there’s alcohol there and you want to be alone?” She assumed, feeling sad.
BeckettLast Sunday at 10:26 AM
He was honestly feeling sick from not drinking but he didn't want to tell her that. He sat on the bed and shrugged. "I just want to go home. "
IsabellaLast Sunday at 10:29 AM
Isabella furrowed her eyebrows but still walked up to him and ran her fingers through his hair. “What’s really going on, Beck? You know that I’m going to worry because I care..”
BeckettLast Sunday at 10:33 AM
"I just don't feel good and I'm ready to be home. " he looked down.
IsabellaLast Sunday at 10:39 AM
Isabella didn’t want to challenge him even though she knew that he was going to drink alcohol. “Let me take a shower and I’ll take you home.” Turning away she felt tears filling her eyes as she headed to the bathroom.
BeckettLast Sunday at 10:53 AM
Beckett lay back on the bed, his feet still on the ground. He felt like he could throw up so he took deep breaths.
IsabellaLast Sunday at 2:24 PM
Isabella could only take her shirt off before turning to look back to Beckett. He didn’t look good so she walked back over. “Beck, you don’t look so good. Do you need to throw up?” She asked resting her hand on his forehead for a temperature.
BeckettLast Sunday at 2:45 PM
He knew he was going through withdrawals but it really just made him want to drink more. "I think I might."
IsabellaLast Sunday at 3:26 PM
Of course Isabella knew that he was going through withdrawals. As a social worker she knew many teens who were on the verge of alcoholism and it was so sad. “Okay baby.” Helping him up, she lead him into the bathroom and got him on his knees in front of the toilet.
BeckettLast Sunday at 3:29 PM
Beckett had been sick in front of Isabella before, but this felt a lot more embarrassing than having the flu. He was barely mobile and now throwing up and he was just... frustrated. When he had finished being sick, he sighed as he sat against the wall. "I'm sorry..." he didn't even know what he was apologizing for, he just felt all around terrible.
IsabellaLast Sunday at 3:42 PM
Isabella ran her fingers through his hair for comfort and she couldn’t help but frown as he threw up. Once he was done, she flushed the toilet and grabbed a wet towel to put around his neck. “I’m sorry too, baby,” she said, feeling so sad for him. Even though this was his fault, she still felt bad.
BeckettLast Sunday at 3:45 PM
"You can still take me home if you want. You don't have to take care of me."
IsabellaLast Sunday at 3:55 PM
Isabella sat beside him and ran her fingers through his hair again. “I’m worried about you, Beck so I’m going to stay with you,” she said softly.
BeckettLast Sunday at 4:52 PM
"I'm fine. I think the pain medication is just making me nauseous." He shrugged.
IsabellaLast Sunday at 9:38 PM
Isabella nodded and looked down at her legs. “Did you know that I’ve seen many late teens in this kind of situation? With alcohol, I mean...”
BeckettLast Sunday at 9:39 PM
"I'm not one of your teens." He snapped and then quickly got his demeanor under control. "It's not like that."
IsabellaLast Sunday at 9:41 PM
Isabella closed her eyes at his snapping and bit down on her lower lip. “Then what is it like?”
BeckettLast Sunday at 9:42 PM
"I've been stuck in the house for a couple of weeks and the painkillers upset my stomach."
IsabellaLast Sunday at 9:44 PM
“...Or you’re going through withdrawals,” Isabella said looking at her legs again.
BeckettLast Sunday at 9:46 PM
Beckett stared at her for a long moment, "I wasn't drinking that much."
IsabellaLast Sunday at 10:00 PM
Isabella finally looked over at him. “You were trying to find alcohol today, Beck...”
BeckettLast Sunday at 10:04 PM
"Stop. Just stop. I don't have a problem." He moved to get up, having to hold tightly on to the edge of the bathtub beside him to do so, but that triggered nausea once again and he paused once he was on his knees.
IsabellaLast Sunday at 10:07 PM
Isabella opened her mouth to respond but she quickly reached her arms out to help him as he started to get up. Knowing that he was nauseous, she began rubbing his back. “Throw up again, you’ll feel better.”
BeckettLast Sunday at 10:12 PM
He took deep breaths for a long moment before shaking his head. He was torn between letting her go through this with him and going home to be alone and drink himself silly. If he wanted a life with her again though, he knew he needed to stay there. Sitting back down, he put his head in his hands.
IsabellaLast Sunday at 10:43 PM
Isabella sat beside him once again but wasn’t sure if she should comfort him or not. She wished she could read his mind sometimes. “Do you still want to go home?” She asked after a minute of silence.
BeckettLast Sunday at 10:44 PM
"I don't know." He mumbled, finally moving his hands. He rest his head against the wall. "I feel like shit."
IsabellaLast Sunday at 10:47 PM
At least he didn’t say yes. Isabella thought for a moment or two about what could help him feel better. “Would you want to take a bath or something? Sleep will help also,” she suggested, finally looking at him again.
BeckettLast Sunday at 10:48 PM
He thought about her question, then nodded his head. "Okay, I'll take a bath." He moved to stand up, this time slowly and then focused on getting his clothes off.
IsabellaLast Sunday at 10:54 PM
Isabella helped him stand up before turning on the bath. Even though he knew how to change, she knew he was still nauseous so she helped him with his pants and boxers and helped him eventually get into the bathtub.
BeckettLast Sunday at 10:56 PM
He slid down into the tub with a sigh and relaxed. "You can get in if you want to.."
IsabellaLast Sunday at 10:59 PM
Isabella felt herself smiling a little at his suggestion and she looked at his ankle. “I just don’t want to bump your ankle since it’s still painful,” she said even though she was beginning to take off the rest of her clothes.
BeckettLast Sunday at 10:59 PM
"I'll rest it up on the side of the tub once you're in." He assured her.
IsabellaLast Sunday at 11:05 PM
Once Isabella was naked, she carefully got into the bathtub and leaned her back against his chest as her head leaned back on his shoulder. The hot water felt great. “This feels so good.”
September 17, 2018
BeckettLast Monday at 7:16 PM
Beckett wrapped his arms around her. "It does feel nice." He ran his fingers along her arm.
IsabellaLast Monday at 8:47 PM
“I love you,” Isabella said smiling warmly up at him.
BeckettLast Monday at 8:50 PM
"I love you too." He told her with a small smile.
IsabellaLast Monday at 10:20 PM
Isabella nudged her nose against his before leaning her head back on his shoulder and closed her eyes. After a moment, she reached up to run her fingers up the back of his neck to slide into his hair.
BeckettLast Monday at 10:21 PM
He sighed, feeling relaxed for the first time in a while. He had been really wound up all day, but he was enjoying this moment. He closed his eyes, "You're gonna make me fall asleep."
IsabellaLast Monday at 10:34 PM
Isabella smiled more to his words and moved her head up towards him so she could press a kiss to his neck. “If you’re tired we can move to the bed,” she suggested, continuing to run her fingers through his hair even though she was really enjoying being in the tub with him...being so close.
BeckettLast Monday at 10:35 PM
"Are you going to lay with me for a while?" He knew he was being clingy but not feeling good and craving alcohol had him feeling like he needed to just accept her closeness as a distraction.
IsabellaLast Monday at 10:38 PM
As much as Isabella hated seeing her clients feeling like this, she hated seeing him feeling like this even more. “Of course I’ll lay with you,” she said before leaning up to kiss him softly again.
BeckettLast Monday at 10:39 PM
"Naked? " he asked playfully.
IsabellaLast Monday at 10:43 PM
Isabella couldn’t help but chuckle to his words and she nodded. “Laying in bed naked with you is the best.”
BeckettLast Monday at 10:44 PM
"I miss sex." He nuzzled his head against hers. "When I'm not feeling so sick, we should mess around."
IsabellaLast Monday at 10:48 PM
“I miss sex too. There have been a few horny nights where I had to pleasure myself or take a cold shower,” Isabella admitted with a chuckle. “Sounds good, baby. Let’s go lay down?”
BeckettLast Monday at 10:50 PM
"You should have let me help you." He scoffed. "Yeah, I'm ready to lay down." He said and got up from the tub, trying hard not to put pressure on his ankle. He grabbed a towel and dried off before grabbing his crutches. "Can you bring the boot into the bedroom? " he asked as he began to move to the bed.
IsabellaLast Monday at 10:59 PM
Isabella got out before he did and helped him as much as she could but he seemed to be doing just fine. “Yep,” she said after drying off and bringing the boot into the bedroom for him. “Do you actually want to lay naked or get some clothes on?” She asked with a smirk.
BeckettLast Monday at 11:00 PM
"I kind of want to be naked. I like feeling your skin against mine, it's comforting. "He made sure he was dry before laying down.
IsabellaLast Monday at 11:03 PM
“I was thinking the same thing..and I also enjoy looking at you while you’re naked,” Isabella said with a grin before drying her hair more before laying down beside him on the bed and wrapping her arms around him.
BeckettLast Monday at 11:06 PM
"I love looking at you naked too. " he grinned. When she lay with him, he cuddled close. "How long will I feel like this? " he still didn't want to openly admit that he had a problem but he was curious how long he would have to physically fight off alcohol.
IsabellaLast Monday at 11:25 PM
Isabella wasn’t all that surprised that he asked that question because she knew that he was a curious man. “For a long while...recovery is a gradual process that gets better in time with the right mindset and support,” she explained hoping that information would help. She cuddled closer and pressed a soft kiss to his chest.
September 18, 2018
BeckettLast Tuesday at 7:47 PM
Beckett did not like that news at all. He sighed, resting his head against the pillow. "I can't believe I have been such a fuck up."
IsabellaLast Tuesday at 11:26 PM
Isabella didn’t really know what to say to his words so she sighed and reached up to run her fingers through his hair. “At least you know what’s happening and want to get better,” she said softly.
BeckettLast Tuesday at 11:28 PM
"I don't know if I do though.. All I want to do right now is go home and drink until I fall asleep. " he said quietly.
IsabellaLast Tuesday at 11:32 PM
Isabella knew that he was being honest and she loved that, but hated that he was going through this. “I know you do...” was all she could say at the moment.
BeckettLast Tuesday at 11:34 PM
He sighed, looking up at the ceiling. "Why do you want me still?"
IsabellaLast Tuesday at 11:39 PM
“Because I love you and I can’t see myself being with anyone else,” Isabella said as she turned her head to look up at him.
BeckettLast Tuesday at 11:41 PM
Beckett looked down at her, just amazed that she could look at him right now and feel that way. "I love you too. I don't want to be with anyone else. "
IsabellaLast Tuesday at 11:43 PM
Isabella smiled softly from his words and cupped his cheek with her hand as she leaned up to kiss him. “You’re my forever.”
BeckettLast Tuesday at 11:44 PM
"You're mine too." He returned her smile. "I'm going to try to be better. "
IsabellaLast Tuesday at 11:48 PM
“I know that I can be overbearing sometimes but I want to be here for you every step of the way,” Isabella said with more of a smile as she caressed his cheek with her fingers.
BeckettLast Tuesday at 11:49 PM
"I don't think you are overbearing. I'm just in some pain and then not feeling good so I think I've probably been a little irritated. I'm sorry if that's been directed at you."
IsabellaLast Tuesday at 11:53 PM
“It has been but I went through this same thing with my father so I saw it coming. I just hate seeing you in pain and not feeling well.”
BeckettLast Tuesday at 11:55 PM
"Hopefully it just passes soon... I wasn't drinking like that for very long. Like.. A year? I feel like that has to effect how long you are sick without it."
September 19, 2018
IsabellaLast Wednesday at 12:16 AM
Isabella nodded. “It will pass soon, but if you’re going to try to be better, now you have to make some decisions and set goals for yourself. You obviously don’t have to do that right this second, but soon.”
BeckettLast Wednesday at 8:42 PM
"What if I can't do all of this?"
IsabellaLast Wednesday at 10:51 PM
“You just have to believe that you can. It’s easier said than done, but know that I’m here for you, always,” Isabella said softly as she ran her fingers through his hair again.
BeckettLast Wednesday at 10:52 PM
He wanted to believe that he was stronger than that but he had been leaving on vices for a long time. It had started with Jane and trickled to alcohol. He yawned, his eyes closing as her fingers in his hair comforted him. "I'm gonna fall asleep."
IsabellaLast Wednesday at 11:00 PM
Isabella knew that the wheels in his head were turning so sleeping would help. “If that’s what you want then I’ll keep doing it,” she said moving her body higher so she could easily run her fingers through his hair without much reach.
BeckettLast Wednesday at 11:02 PM
He let her comfort him to sleep, small snores leaving him as he once again napped.
IsabellaLast Wednesday at 11:14 PM
Isabella kissed his head smiling a little as he fell asleep. Not much longer, she felt herself drifting off with her arms wrapped around him.
Summary: Beckett calls Isabella from the hospital after breaking his ankle.
@isabella--abrams
Beckett09/10/2018
Beckett sighed as he looked down at his phone, hating that he was going to have go call Isabella for help. He dialed her number and lay back on the hospital bed as he awaited an answer.
Isabella09/10/2018
Isabella was walking to her car after her long day of work and she felt her phone vibrating. Taking it out she smiled seeing that it was Beckett calling and she answered happily, but tired as well. “Hey Beck, how’s it going?” She asked getting into her car and buckling up.
Beckett09/10/2018
"Um.. Not too great. I kind of fell and broke my ankle. They said I have to get surgery on it."
Isabella09/10/2018
Isabella’s eyes widened when she heard his words. “Broken ankle?! Surgery?!” She was furious because she had a feeling this happened because of alcohol, but she didn’t want to assume. Taking a deep breath, she responded softening her face. “I’m so sorry...how did this happen?” She asked putting him on speaker so she could drive to the hospital.
Beckett09/10/2018
"I dunno. I was trying to fix the ceiling fan and I fell off of the chair I was standing on."
Isabella09/10/2018
“What happened to the ceiling fan?” Isabella found herself asking before shaking her head while her eyes were on the road. “Don’t answer that. What else did the doctors say? When is your surgery?” She asked feeling very worried, but relieved that he wasn’t hurt badly.
Beckett09/10/2018
"They said that I have to sober up first so I guess tonight sometime."
Isabella09/10/2018
Yep. He was drunk and she was right. “Okay,” Isabella said after a moment. “I’m almost to the hospital so I’ll see you soon,” she said now beginning to feel angry that he was drinking this much.
Beckett09/10/2018
"Okay, I'll see you then." He hung up and stared at the ceiling, wishing he was back at home again. When the nurse stepped in to tell Beckett his wife was there, he sat up a bit. "Hey, sorry you had come. I didn't know who else to call."
Isabella09/10/2018
Isabella groaned in anger when they hung up but she eventually arrived and pulled herself together. Maybe in a sick way this was a good thing so he could see how much he drinks alcohol every day. “It’s okay. You know you can call me for anything,” she said leaning down and pressing a kiss on his forehead. “I’m sorry this happened to you..”
Beckett09/10/2018
"It's okay, I was being stupid. I shouldn't have used a chair to get up there." He shook his head.
Isabella09/10/2018
“Did they tell you how long you’ll have to keep off it and rest after surgery?” Isabella asked as she ran her fingers through his hair, still smelling the alcohol coming from him.
Beckett09/10/2018
"I don't remember." He shrugged. "It will probably be a while though."
Isabella09/10/2018
“Well, you already know that I’m going to take time off to take care of you,” Isabella said with a small smile before seeing small cups by the sink in the room. “Do you want some water or anything?”
Beckett09/10/2018
"You don't need to do that, Bella." He said softly. "I'm okay, let's just see if there is something on TV." He held up the remote attached to his bed so she could change the channel. Between the alcohol and just the exhaustion of being in the hospital, Beckett fell asleep until a nurse walked in and woke him up to prepare him to go to the OR.
Isabella09/10/2018
Isabella sat down on the chair that was beside his bed and watched TV with him until she eventually fell asleep. She woke up hearing someone come in and she stood to the side watching as the nurses got him ready to go to the OR. It was obvious that she was worried about him having surgery, but she had a feeling that it was also going to be successful. This just scared her.
Beckett09/10/2018
Beckett watched Isabella for a moment before giving her a small smile. "It's just my ankle, it will be alright. I'll see you soon, baby." He said as they wheeled him to the operating room. It wasn't too long after that he was back in his room, completely passed out from the anesthetic still. A nurse explained to Bella that he would be up soon.
Isabella09/10/2018
“Love you,” Isabella called out to him as they wheeled him off and she couldn’t help but let a few tears from the worrying, stress and sadness that this has caused fall down her cheeks. Eventually, she pulled herself together and waited patiently throughout his surgery. She fell asleep for a while and when she was told that he would be up soon, she went back into his room sitting in the same chair and held his hand.
Beckett09/10/2018
Beckett woke soon after, his eyes fighting against the dim light of the hospital room. Groaning, he looked over at Bella. "Did they do the surgery?"
Isabella09/10/2018
Isabella could feel herself drifting off again but soon felt very awake when she saw Beckett looking at her. “Yeah, they did. It was very successful,” she said softly with a smile. “How are you feeling?”
Beckett09/10/2018
"I feel... High." He said, his voice obviously reflecting that feeling. "I wanna go home and lay in bed with you."
Isabella09/10/2018
Isabella chuckled softly at his words and nodded, feeling a bit more relaxed than before. “I want to do that as well, babe. Thankfully, we’ll be able to leave today after we set up your post-op appointment,” she said with a smile.
Beckett09/10/2018
He nodded his head, looking up at the ceiling. "And then I want to get food too. I haven't eaten anything at all today."
Isabella09/10/2018
“I’ll get you anything you want,” Isabella said while running her fingers through his hair. She was going to do her best to be patient and positive throughout his recovery.
Beckett09/10/2018
The doctor walked in to make sure Beckett was recovering fine. He explained that he would have to be in a sling for a week and then they would cast his foot in a week after they took the stitches out. He prescribed Beckett some pain killers and told him he couldn't drink while on them, which Beckett fully intended to ignore. Once they had settled everything, a nurse arrived to give Beckett his discharge papers and helped him get the clothes he had arrived in back on. Soon enough, they were in the car and headed home.
Isabella09/10/2018
Isabella couldn't help but bite down on her lower lip as she listened to the doctors words watched everything happen. Soon enough, they were both in her car and heading home. She got him food, picked up the prescription for the pain killers and helped him get into bed being very careful with his sling. "Alright babe, is there anything I can get you?" She asked standing beside his bed.
Beckett09/10/2018
Beckett let her take care of him, mostly because he was too high still to really protest. He was in bed and eating and he couldn't feel the pain from his ankle yet so he was content. "Cuddles." he stated with a smile at her.
September 11, 2018
Isabella09/11/2018
Isabella made sure that his pain killers were ready for him to take when needed with a full glass of water on his bedside table as well. Smiling, she climbed onto the bed and cuddled up to him carefully, making sure not to touch his ankle in any way. "I will always cuddle you, baby," she said smiling up at him.
Beckett09/11/2018
Beckett wrapped his arms around her, the high making him feel needy. "Good." He kissed her cheek. "Thank you for going to the hospital and for taking care of me."
September 12, 2018
Isabella09/12/2018
Isabella smiled more at his words and nodded. “Of course. I’m sorry that happened to you, but I know that you’ll heal up pretty fast,” she said before leaning up to peck him on the lips.
Beckett09/12/2018
"Yeah, I'm not too worried about it. I guess it will give me a good reason to be a shut in and finish my book."
Isabella09/12/2018
Isabella smiled up at him. “So many people are going to absolutely love your book.”
Beckett09/12/2018
"I don't know. This one isn't all that great."
Isabella09/12/2018
“I’m sure it’s wonderful,” Isabella said before kissing his cheek. “Do you want to talk about the book?”
Beckett09/12/2018
"I don't know. I just wish I could start over. I hate everything about it."
Isabella09/12/2018
Isabella furrowed her eyebrows and sat up a bit to look up at him, gently brushing her fingers through his hair again. “Why do you say that?”
Beckett09/12/2018
"I don't know. I was just completely uninspired and stale." He shrugged.
Isabella09/12/2018
“Maybe having this time resting and staying in will make you think deeper and change things,” Isabella said with a shrug. She just wanted to help him all she could.
Beckett09/12/2018
"I doubt it. I don't know if I am great at writing anymore."
Isabella09/12/2018
Isabella hated all of this doubt and negativity from him. Maybe alcohol made him happier but she definitely didn’t want to let him have any. “You’re an amazing writer. I’m sure every amazing writer goes through doubt like this. Just try to stay positive.”(edited)
Beckett09/12/2018
Beckett didn't feel like he had much to stay positive about, but he nodded his head. "I don't want to talk about it anymore." He said softly.
Isabella09/12/2018
Isabella nodded and sighed a little as she ran her fingers over his chest. “What would you like to do? Sleep?” She suggested having a feeling that would be good for him.
Beckett09/12/2018
"I guess so." He could feel the pain killers wearing off and it was making him irritable.
September 13, 2018
Isabella09/13/2018
“Okay,” Isabella said before kissing him on the cheek once more and getting up and off the bed. “I have to go make a few calls for work but let me know if you need anything, alright?”
Beckett09/13/2018
Beckett nodded his head and sunk into the pillows to fall asleep, though it didn't last long. The pain started to hit and as much as he didn't want to ask Isabella for help, he sighed and called out for her.
Isabella09/13/2018
Once Beckett was asleep, Isabella made her way to the living room to make some calls for work. Once she was done with them, she decided to find all of the alcohol and hide the bottles in a place where he couldn’t find them. Hiding the last bottle, she heard him call for her and she walked into the bedroom. “How’s it going, baby?” She asked softly as she walked over to him.
Beckett09/13/2018
"Can you get me some water and those pills they gave me? Or maybe just whiskey instead."
Isabella09/13/2018
Isabella smirked a little bit. “As much as I’d love to give you whiskey, you’re not allowed to have any so water will have to do,” she said before handing him the full glass of water and his pills.
Beckett09/13/2018
"I could just drink the whiskey instead of taking the pills." He said, though he grabbed the glass of water.
September 15, 2018
Isabella09/15/2018
“The pills will help you more, I promise,” Isabella said with a chuckle as she smiled a little watching him take the pain killers.
Beckett09/15/2018
Beckett took the pill, though not happy about it, and then lay back against the pillows again. "Thank you." He said softly.
September 16, 2018
IsabellaLast Sunday at 12:13 AM
"Yeah, of course," Isabella said softly before running her fingers through his hair comfortingly. "I wish there was more I could do to help make you feel better."
BeckettLast Sunday at 12:15 AM
"I feel okay." He assured her, his eyes closing as her fingers ran through his hair. "I just want you close."
IsabellaLast Sunday at 12:20 AM
Isabella felt herself smiling a little more and she nodded. "Then close is what I'll be," she said before climbing back onto the bed and wrapping her arm around him, snuggling close.
BeckettLast Sunday at 12:23 AM
Beckett turned as much as he could while keeping his leg elevated so he could cuddle with her. "I love you and I'm glad that we're working on getting our life together." He told her before pressing a kiss to her cheek.
IsabellaLast Sunday at 12:25 AM
Isabella turned her head so she could give him a real kiss. "I love you too, babe and I'm happy about that too. I've been wanting this for so long," she said before nuzzling her head into his neck and pressing a kiss there.
BeckettLast Sunday at 12:28 AM
"I think I've been self destructive but I don't want that to effect you anymore." He rubbed her side gently. "I want to deserve the love you have for me."
IsabellaLast Sunday at 12:34 AM
Isabella really appreciated everything he was saying. She knew that the pain killers haven't taken over so this was nice. Very nice. "Well, I have a lot of love to give," she said as she lifted her head and gave him a warm smile.
BeckettLast Sunday at 12:35 AM
He gave her a small smile back. "I'm trying with everything, just know that."
IsabellaLast Sunday at 12:38 AM
Isabella could tell that he was being serious with his words as she looked into his eyes. "I do know that," she assured him before leaning in and kissing him again softly, bringing her hand up to cup his cheek as she did so.
“Thank you.” Elle replied, pleased he didn’t make her sing much more. She grinned and nodded as she took a sip of her drink. “So, how are things at home? How’s Isabella?”
“Bella is good.” He shrugged. “I’ve just been hard at work on this new book. I have a week before my deadline, so hopefully I can wrap things up soon. How are you?”
“I’ll take a drink.” She nodded and took a breathe before singing. “Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality…” Elle felt her face flush and she turned. “Happy?”
He watched her sing with an amused grin and then nodded his head. “I am, actually. I’ll get you that drink now.” He said and moved to the bar to order her one. When he returned, he set both of the glasses on the table.
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