Chapter 36

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Joe's POV

"I fucking hate you Joe!" Sophie screamed as she threw a shoe at me.

"Yeah, I kind of got that the first thousand times," I said in a frustrated voice.

I held my daughter securely in my arms as I reached the hook for my car keys. 

"I'm taking Madison to my moms. We'll be back whenever you're calm," I told her. 

Suddenly glass mug came flying by face. I quickly held Maddie's head to protect her from her mother throwing objects at me. I glanced over at Sophie breathing heavily. The glass had scared me and definitely scared Maddie. 

I observed as Sophie began to scramble more objects to throw at me

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I observed as Sophie began to scramble more objects to throw at me.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I asked her. "I have the baby in my arms," I said.

"You're not going anywhere with my kid," Sophie said making her way towards us. 

"Sophie, we will be back. Why can't you just take the time to chill out?" I asked her.

I was so tired of the back and forth and the fighting. I was tired of sleeping in my car at the end of the night. I had been doing what I had to so I could keep my family together. Hell, I even tried to marry to woman but she didn't want any of that. I was hurting myself trying to bend over backwards to please her. It was exhausting.

"Why can't you stop being a piece of shit Joe?" Sophie asked slapping me and taking us both by surprise.

"Why can't you stop being a piece of shit Joe?" Sophie asked slapping me and taking us both by surprise

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"What the actual fuck?" I asked putting Maddie down in her car seat. "We're getting the fuck out of here you psycho," I told her.

I couldn't believe she had actually put her hands on me. 

"Oh yeah?" She asked. 

I continued to get my jacket on and buckle our daughter up. I heard the sound of skin smacking and looked up to see Sophie hitting herself and making scratches on herself. 

"What the fuck are you doing?" I rushed over to her and grabbed her arms to stop her from hurting herself.

"Help!" She screamed. "Help! He's hurting me!" She continued to scream.

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