"Grand Piano"

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[Am I just a fool? Blind and stupid for loving you. Am I just a silly girl? So young and naive to think you were]

Jacob sat on the edge of the bed dreading the moment that the front door would open and then the room door. As soon as he heard the door open he was standing and waiting. 

"Jacob, babe. Where are you?" Chresanto asks. Jacob sighed. He sounded like he was in a good mood. He walked to the door and opened it. "I'm in the room."

"Did you make dinner?" he asks. "Yes. It's in the microwave. It should still be warm because I just finished making it a couple of minutes ago, but if it's not I could warm it up for you."

Chresanto smiled at him. He was definitely in a good mood. 

"How was your day?" Jacob asks as he sits down at the table beside him. "It was good. Got a lot done today. Nothing happened while I was gone right?"

"No." Jacob sighs. "Good."

Chresanto eats a bite of the food Jacob prepared. "I'm in a good mood so I won't complain about this salmon being a bit undercooked." 

Jacob tenses up, "I'm- I'm sorry."

"It's okay babe. Let's just hope the rice is good."

...

As Jacob and Chresanto are walking up the stairs, a small bag falls out of Chresanto's pocket. Jacob picks it up and sees it's weed. "Babe. Is this yours?"

"Where'd you get that?"

"It fell out of your pocket. Are you selling again?"

"Jacob."

"Chresanto. You promised you'd stop selling." 

"Well you don't do anything around here so I have to do things to make more money. And your lazy fat ass doesn't do shit but eat and watch TV."

"Excuse me? Everyday you come home this house is cleaned spotless and there's food made. I don't do anything? Really?"

And Chresanto pushed him.

Jacob tumbled down the steps and when he stopped he heard the door slam.

He'd gotten a few carpet burns and had a killer pain in his side but he was able to get up. He walked back up the stairs and knocked softly on door. "Babe I'm sorry."

The door opens and a very angry looking Chresanto is standing there.

And he slaps Jacob. "Don't ever talk like that to me again. Sleep in the other room."

This is going to be a short story with short chapters.