27: The fight to end all fights

*Sebastian*

Okay, so he was feeling pretty bad, but he didn't like to admit it… He didn't want her to see him as weak, she had seen more than enough of that. He really just needed to get home and relax...have a glass of whisky or maybe two. To settle him.

He was relieved when he pulled up in front of the house, he wouldn't have been able to concentrate on driving much longer. He could feel his hands shaking now.

When they got inside, Amber went to the bathroom and he went into the living-room pouring himself a whisky and flopping down on the couch, breathing in deeply. Finally he could relax.

"Seriously Sebastian ? Do you think you should be drinking ?" Amber stopped and looked at him with concern as she walked into the room.

His head snapped up, he just couldn't deal with her nagging him right at that, his head hurt too much. "I think I do what the hell I feel like Amber... it is none of your fucking concern if I want a drink".

"The hell it is Sebastian, I grew up with an alcoh