With blurred vision, and unsteady feet, you made your way down the hall, relying heavily on the walls for support. You had been drinking...again. The issue wasn't how often you drank, but rather, how much. You drank enough alcohol at a time to knock even the heaviest of drinkers onto their assess, and that was just for a bit of a buzz.

You were making great progress, till the wall disappeared from your side. Falling to the ground, you let out a yelp when your body met the floor.

After a moment, a giggle slipped from your lips.

"(Y/N)? What are you doing here?"

It took a second, but your brain did eventually register the fact that you had, literally, stumbled into Prince Lotor's room.

Your response to his was a simple scoff, and after that he let out a sigh.

"You're drunk again."

"Shut up. I-i don't do this that often."

"C'mon," he said from right next to you suddenly. "Let's get you to bed."

Lotor supported you with his shoulder and started to direct you out of his room, only you broke away from him, and went to his bed, dragging him along with.

You brought the prince down on top of yourself, wrapping your arms 'around his neck.

"I'm in bed. Now what," you asked, liking your drying lips.

Lotor brought his hand to your face, brushing the back of it across your cheek.

"What happened this time?"

Ah, yes. That question. The same question every time, that had the same answer every time. You both knew this, so why did he even bother asking anymore? Was it hope that you had finally moved on? Hope that you had seen a way out of the mess you were in?

You moved your head away from his touch, and that was all he needed to know.

"Why do you let this happen," he asked, nuzzling your neck. "Why don't you just forget about him? He doesn't care about you, so why do you care about him."

"I can't forget, it's not that simple. It's not that easy."

The prince growled against your skin before pulling away, and making you face him. His eyes narrowed when he saw that you had tears slowly falling down you cheeks.

"Who is he?"

You didn't, you couldn't- Pushing Lotor off, you got up and tried to make your way to the door, only for him to get there before you did.

"No! We are not doing this again! You need to tell me who this man is so I can get him as far away from you as I can. He is hurting you and I cannot stand by and watch this anymore. I refuse."

"Lotor, let me-"

"No."

"Sir, please-"

"NO!"

Gritting your teeth, you kept your eyes on the ground. How many times had the night ended this way? How many times had it ended with you in the princes arms, till the wee hours of the morning, before you slipped out, regretting the choices you had made.

The feeling of his cool hands met your face, lifting it up and making you look at him. He gave you a gentle look, letting out a sigh through his nose.

"I am trying to help. Please let me help."

"....you can't."

"What?"

"You can't help!!!"

"Even if I can't help, at least tell me who he is."

The tears fell down faster than before, your throat was getting dry, and it hurt to even think about speaking right now.

"(Y/N)-"

"IT'S YOU!!! It's always been you," your voice had nearly gone out by the end of that simple statement.

The prince stood there, mouth moving like that of a fish as he tried to find the right words to say. During the shock and silence, you made your way out, going around the prince and out the door, where you didn't look back, not even when he called out for you.