Re: louis d/meredith j
I was only intending on going for a few days. Neil thought we might do dinner, the three of us, and I asked him to let me know when and I'd be there. [...] Marvel was just a day trip. I couldn't find what I needed here in Vegas. I think we're too far behind in this door.
Let me phrase it this way, then. Sam caught me drinking. She called me out on it and how bad it would be for Neil if I went home like that. I tried to leave, she kept yelling at me, then she pushed me. I fell - only because I was drunk. Then she tried to leave and I got mad that she was allowed to leave when I wanted to leave first. So yes. I grabbed her and pulled her back. Then she started hitting me, and honest to God, I didn't raise a hand to her. I said horrible things to her and provoked her, and I likely could have kept the entire thing from happening had I simply stepped around her and left. But I didn't, and it ended poorly.
Things between Neil and I were so much different when before we got pulled into the hotel. But maybe it was because we only had to deal with one another. No family, no friends that weren't mutual. He's thick, yes, but I'm patient for the most part. It was slow and easy and enjoyable. [...] That's not how it is anymore. And it's hard. He makes mistakes, yes, but I am too.