“Alright, my phone is on in case if you need to get a hold of me. Meds are on the table, tea is in the microwave for you as well. It shouldn’t take me too long, I’ll just walk down there,” he smiled.
It was a nice enough day, his green field jacket keeping the gentle breeze off of his arms. He loved the jacket, likely his most prized possession.
“Call me if you need anything,” he chuckled, turning up the volume on his phone a bit before snagging his wallet off of the counter and heading out the door.
As promised, he wasn’t gone for longer than forty minutes or so, multiple bags in hand. He moved quickly, stuffing a few bags in the cupboard up above the fridge- where he stored his alcohol. Fireball. Bailey’s Irish Cream. Grey Goose. And his absolute favorite. Jack Daniel’s. He knew Mary would disapprove of his drinking, after she would go to bed, he’d click the tv on and have a few glasses of whatever sounded good. Passing out on the couch, waking up feeling nauseous, quickly cleaning the glass and putting away the alcohol before Mary would see them. He had a feeling she knew of his drinking, he just hoped she would assume it was just a small glass here and there- and not a nightly occurrence for him.
James sighed, setting the stuff on the counter for the party that night. He hoped it would all go by quickly, he didn’t mind the parties, not at all, it helped having Mary there, he wasn’t exactly the best with people.
Mary nodded. She wouldn’t collapse today. She had before. But today was different. She made it over to the rocking chair at the window. She loved to look out the window. It reminded her of her time in Silent Hill. Why wouldn’t James take her there again? She wanted to go back so badly. It was so peaceful and pretty. James didn’t seem to enjoy Silent Hill too much. She wished James would be with her all the time, but she couldn’t be a hindrance on him. It was all she was....A burden. She wished this wasn’t true, but it was.
Then there was James’s drinking. She didn’t care for it, but she was the one who caused it. So Mary didn’t say anything. Mary just wanted to feel wanted for once. She wanted to feel like James wasn’t just lying through his teeth to her. She sometimes questioned his love for her. Was she wrong to? She let out a small sigh. Before she knew it, James was back. She stood up and turned to face him a small smile on her face, “welcome back.”
Mary was also excited for this party. She was going to be a great hostess. Mary was also a people person. Or she used to be. Until the disease hit. Mary and James had actually met at a party. She couldn’t remember why they were throwing a party today, but Mary was okay with it.
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