Almost Perfect || Chamber
The closest you could get to perfect was.. almost perfect and that was where they stood right now. Up until a day ago, Chace did think that things couldn’t have gotten better, after a long time these two were happy and no one was screwing up anything.. but when did that ever last? In his head? Never. He was a fuck up and couldn’t believe that he was about to ruin someone else’s life like that. Amber deserved so much better that’s why he knew proposing would’ve never been a good idea, she shouldn’t have to deal with him all her life. The man was pacing around in his hotel room while his girlfriend was working, slipping into his old drinking habits, he held a bottle of bourbon that hadn’t much liquid left in it. ‘He-- Hey.. Uh.. I know you’re working but... you know what it’s nothing.’ Was the first message that went to voicemail. ‘Wh-- whe-- when are you going to come-- come back?’ A slur evident as each word rolled off of his tongue. ‘I just have to.. have to apolo-- apologise for.. everything. You-- deserve so much better, Amberrr L-L-Laura.’ That was the last message sent before his phone ran out of charge and he took a seat a the foot of the bed, almost unknowingly throwing the glass bottle against the wall. There were just too many thoughts in his head and he didn’t know what to do with them.. and she was gonna see him this way.. and he was gonna lose her.
@amber--l--heard
