Honor shrugged. "I don't know. I....just feel that way." She watches his hand on her leg and then she shook her head. "I deserve anything and everything bad. You wouldn't understand, but I do." She couldn't tell him fully but she knew what she meant. Honor could hardly play a victim since she brought it on herself but then again it gave her an excuse for the coke.

Honor laughed and shook her head. "I'm not fucking crazy and I don't fucking need to talk about my feelings. I need a drink, and maybe some sex but I don't need anymore therapists." She was annoyed at the thought of sitting across someone she didn't know and trying to find the answer to her 'surpressed' feelibgs and talking about her father problems and lack of a mother figure in her life. "I think it's safe to say we both can see how you really feel about me now. Maybe I just don't have anything to say. Can I not just be stressed with work? Or maybe because I feel like I'm losing a friend because of some bullshit, or maybe stressed was the wrong word. There we go, I'm not stressed. I'm just being myself. No therapy needed."

Honor admitted she was being a bit rude to him and he was trying to help her. She was stubborn and liked to take things by herself but when he got up, she gave him a sort of stare, somewhere in her eyes she was saying sorry. "Fine, if you want me to see this...therapist, I will. I don't like when you're mad at me and fed up with me." She sighed. "I miss when you used to be all...like...it's like you don't care about anything except when I seem like I have a problem. You know?"

"Why are you mad at yourself? You've been wonderful....except it seems you don't care. I mean like....we live here together but we just go our separate ways and sleep at night beside each other. It's like we're pulling apart or something. That's how I feel." Honor shrugged unsure if she made sense.

"True. I guess we can both be a little...more....together." Honor could admit, the entire relationship was a new concept to her and she was still getting the hang of it. Of course she knew the common things but she wasn't used to a lot of affection and all of the extra things in relationships so she wasn't used to putting it out as well. "I'm sorry."

Honor ran her hand through her hair before she then got up and walked over to her purse. After shuffling through it for a few seconds, she turned to him and handed him a small black pouch. "Here. There's all of it. So you know I don't have any and you don't have to fear I'll sneak and do it. You can do whatever you want with it." She was determined to at least try and be the best girlfriend she could, even though that ship has probably already sailed.

"Yeah....I know." She sighs and kisses him back. "I love you too." Honor wrapped her arms around him and gave him a long hug. She felt safe with him all the time and she loved whenever he held her. It was one of her weaknesses, being held by a guy. Maybe she was a softie at heart. "Okay, tell me more about this....therapist."

"Okay...can we at least agree on one thing though? Could you not call me an 'addict'? It makes me feel like....well like shit." Honor looked up at him. She wasn't too thrilled to be going to therapy but if it made Alec happy and put his mind at ease, she'd do it. "So when do I meet this...Becca?"

"Yeah, yeah." She pretends to be annoyed with him, rolling her eyes and turning her head from him. "I know, I'm so good to you sometimes. I don't know how'd you survive without me, babe." Honor smirked a little and laughed, kissing him again. "I can't just take from you, I have to give right? So consider this my 'giving' stage."

Honor loved hearing that Alec thought his life would be boring without her. She felt needed and loved for the first time in a long time. "Wait, you still owe me some dessert." She smirks at him. "And I do intend on collecting it, sir." She giggled before planting another soft kiss on his lips.