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It was always the same routine. A phone call or even a text message was something that Shanley expects regardless of the time. If she could count on both hands of her all of the times she had gotten up during sleep to go and help him out then Shanley would need an extra ten pair of hands for the number to be somewhat accurate. Like she had to be there for him even though, he was the one screwing up his life and Shanley hated on how she had to even witness this time after time. But, she would never dare to speak up and tell him on exactly how she feels about his actions. She doubted that he would even listen to her because the only time he spoke or contacted her was when he was in this state. Yes, she knew that she was being used by him. But, pulling away from this situation is all too hard. The times she had promised him on how she would never let him down. The fact both of them have so much history together. They have known each other for over a decade from school. If she left him alone, she couldn’t dare to deal with all of the pain and how she broke his promise to him. Although, she figured he didn’t know about the promise since all of the times, he was shit faced out of his mind. So this is where Shanley is right now. Doing the thing she did best, being the useful self that she has become. The ride back over to his house was a quiet one while Shanley’s mind had tossed around with how disappointed she truly was with how he had become and being used. Once in a while, the female glanced over at him to make sure if he was in somewhat of a decent condition. With each glance, a sudden anger had started to gain but quietly disappeared because it was useless to get mad at him. The next morning, he won’t even remember how he got home or who Shanley is until the next round of shameless picking up from wherever he happened to be. Pulling safely and parking in his driveway, the female had quickly grabbed her keys and made her way around to his side. Opening the passenger door, she leaned over and unbuckled his seat belt before speaking up, “We’re home now. Let’s get you inside safety, yeah?” Taking a step back, before grabbing his arm and slowly starting to pull him out of the car without giving him to respond to her. Tired, she was just tried. But, putting on a tough face was what needed to be done.
