Bennomi One Shots!! (Finished)

Request 2

A/N This is a request from @KeirWilliams7 and I hope she likes it! Sorry, it is so short!

"Two AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,

Can you help me unravel my latest mistake,

I don't love him, winter just wasn't my season

Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes"

We walk into the room, plopping down into the uncomfortable plastic seats to wait for our appointment, gazing at the posters for healthy relationships and different adverts about couple therapy. Bennett just slouches in his, bags hanging under his eyes and skin pale as he scans the judging couples.

"Like they have any right at all to criticize, hypocrites,

You're all here for the very same reason

'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable

And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table

No one can find the rewind button girl,

So cradle your head in your hands

And breathe, just breathe,

Whoa breathe, just breathe"

I take a deep breath as the door opens and a couple - who had been glaring at us since we first arrived - finally disappears into the room labelled 'Couple therapy room 1'. Bennett simply huffs his approval as the door shuts, and I shuffle awkwardly in my chair as another pair of eyes land on us.

"May he turn twenty-one on the base at Fort Bliss

Just today he sat down to the flask in his fist,

Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year.

Here in town, you can tell he's been down for a while,

But my God it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,

Wanna hold him, maybe I'll just sing about it."

It had been a year since our relationship started to head downwards, the pressure from Bennetts father, the gang's inability to not be involved in gang disputes and wars and my dream of settling down is the straw that broke the camels back.

So about two months ago we signed up for couples therapy.

"'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,

And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.

No one can find the rewind button boys,

So cradle your head in your hands,

And breathe, just breathe,

Whoa breathe, just breathe"

So far it had been improving our relationship, but Bennetts lack of effort has been a cause for concern for over a month, and his sudden addiction to drinking only worsening the situation.

I knew he loved me.

And I loved him.

Why couldn't it be that simple?

"There's a light at each end of this tunnel, you shout

But you're just as far in as you'll ever be out

These mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again

If you only try turning around."

So with that knowledge tucked in close to my heart, I tried to rekindle our flame, pouring my heart and soul into every session and every moment we shared, and I could tell that Bennett is beginning to respond, his soft smiles and chuckles becoming more and more frequent as the days ticked by.

It is possibly the best thing that had ever happened to me.

"Two AM and I'm still awake, writing a song

If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer

Inside of me, threatening the life it belongs to

And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd"

I had written songs about it when my emotions became too much, a coping strategy I had used during my years of bullying, and I always found that I felt much more light and hopeful afterwards.

"'Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud

And I know that you'll use them, however you want to

'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,

And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table

No one can find the rewind button now

Sing it if you understand.

And breathe, just breathe

Whoa breathe, just breathe"

Our name is called from another room, and I take a deep breath and force my eyes to meet Bennetts, trying to convey the hope and love I felt for him as I rise to my feet.

He smiles in reply.

I walk through that door happier than I have been in a long time.