Chapter 91
"No, I'm not! As usual, you're making a bigger deal out of fucking nothing than need be. I don't know why the fuck I put up with this shit." He spat, causing my blood to turn cold. "Oh here we go. Always with the tears trying to play the victim." He sneered sarcastically.
"What has gotten into you?" I whispered out as I watched him shut off the water and wrap a towel around his waist.
"Your fucking nagging, that's what! I used to live my life how I fucking wanted to! I did and said whatever I wanted without the fear of fucking upsetting some chick." He yelled before turning his back on me and walking away. My heart was pounding in my chest as I replayed his words over and over in my head. I followed him out and found him in the kitchen, noticing that he'd slipped on a pair of sport shorts.