Your boyfriend, Finn, and you have been together for over a year now and he's been the greatest man you've ever met. He's sweet, gentle and cares about you. At least that was until he developed an addiction to alcohol. He didn't come home early anymore to spend time with you, and he was just not the same man you fell in love with.

It's a Friday night and he comes home drunk yet again, his footsteps echoing down the hall toward your guy's shared bedroom. He storms in while you tried to sleep and start to get ready for bed while you just stare at him.

You're tired and haven't been feeling okay for the whole day. You really needed him with you tonight. You thought maybe he'd come home like normal again, but he didn't. All you could do was look at him with glassy eyes as he climbs into bed next to you. His body is all sweaty and the smell of alcohol almost makes you gag.

That's when you confront him about all of this. Even though this must've just not been the right moment, an argument broke out between the both of you. You haven't had a real argument since you met and this was different. This hurt, a lot. You were screaming at him about how he should quit drinking, for you, when he raises his hand.

Before it even registers in his drunk mind, he slaps you across the face, his eyes widen in shock