Page 64 - Phuck Potential

Well Tonya’s parents are big racing fans and as it turned out, her Mother and
Father had left for the weekend to go to an automobile race. So when we arrived

at their home they were not there. This just confirmed in Tonya’s mind that what

her delusions were telling her were true. She was more frantic than ever.

I had been through this before with Tonya but never this bad. But I knew that in

time it would subside I hope anyway.
With nothing to do but wait it out and see what was coming next I decided to
return to our apartment.

As we were driving towards home Tonya started to come back to reality and gain a

bit of composure. This was great for the brief moment it lasted. her father.

No sooner had she started to come back to reality when she blurted out, I need a

drink!
Please get me some wine coolers?

O.M.G! What now? Tonya had not had a drop of alcohol for 8 months and now she
was demanding a drink.

Knowing what I had already gone through with her past drinking and with the
events of that morning. I was quite upset with the thought of her starting to drink

again.
NO! I will not buy you any wine coolers. You haven’t had a drink in 8 months I’m not
going to be the one to help you get started again now. I told her.

Of course this just started a big argument. She wanted wine coolers and she was
not going to take no for an answer. One thing about Tonya is that if she wanted

something she would be relentless and hound you until she got her way. So we
argued the rest of the way home.
It was getting close to the time I had to leave to go to a doctor appointment I had

scheduled at noon and Tonya was still hounding me.
Enough! I broke and went to the store and bought her the damned wine coolers.

Tonya must have chugged the whole 4 pack because within 15 minutes she was back
in my face demanding that I go back to the store and get her more wine coolers.

I all but lost it. I don’t know when I had felt that mad in quite some time. Having to
go to my appointment anyway I stomped out in anger. As I slammed the door behind

me I raised my hands up to the sky and shouted. God Take This Woman Away From
Me! And went on to my doctor appointment.
I was at the doctor’s office for the rest of the afternoon. I got home around 5:00

that evening to find the apartment empty. Tonya Was gone and she didn’t leave a
note as to where she had gone.