For: purpleninja999
"Shutup, Derrick." I groaned rolling over in bed. He had been tossing and turning all night and it had been annoying.
"Sorry," he mumbled before rolling over again making me groan.
"What is wrong with you?" I asked sitting up in bed and turning on the light on the nightstand.
"Nothing, just stressed." He said pulling the blankets over his head. "Turn off the light I'm trying to sleep."
My mouth dropped, he was trying to sleep? He's been tossing and turning all night keeping me up, if anything I was trying to sleep.
"I was trying to sleep earlier and you were inconsiderately tossing and turning. We both happen to be awake, so what's your problem?" I asked pulling the covers off his head. I knew neither of us were going to get sleep if we didn't settle whatever the problem was right now.
He sighed, "I'm just thinking let it go."
I rolled my eyes, "I'm not letting it go just tell me." I snapped at him. I was tired and wanted nothing more to go to sleep and he was interrupting me and my sleeping time.
"Look nothing is wrong just go back to sleep, Andrea." He told me before turning to face the wall.
My mouth dropped in shock. Before I said something I closed my mouth and kept quiet. I turned off the light and angrily laid down.
I finally had felt myself drifting off to sleep until Derrick sighed loud and obnoxiously. I immediately sat back up in bed and whacked Derrick with my pillow. "Dammit, Derrick what is your problem?" I asked angry he was still keeping me up.
"Nothing, damn go back to bed." He said not even facing me or reacting to me hitting him with a pillow.
"Obviously something is wrong if you can't sleep and are keeping me up. So spit it out I'm ready to go to bed." At this point I was fuming.
"Go to bed, Andrea." Derrick said.
I sighed and got out of bed. "I'm going to sleep in the guest bedroom. Tell me when you're ready to stop being immature and I'll come back." I told him before grabbing my pillow and slamming the bedroom door behind me.
After I had went into the bedroom O had a good nights sleep. I felt refreshed and better than I had sleeping with Derrick. Walking down the stairs I saw Derrick sitting downstairs in the kitchen. I sighed ignoring him completely and finding myself something to eat.
It was silent in the kitchen as Derrick are his cereal and I made myself cereal. Neither of us said one thing and neither of us made eye contact. I sat down far away from his as possible and began eating cereal. "Real childish, Andrea." I heard him mumble to himself.
"Real childish, Andrea." I mimicked him and rolled my eyes.
He turned to look at me, "can you shutup. I was fine down here until you came down."
"No, I won't shutup." I responded giving him a glare. He narrowed his eyes right back at me.
"This is why we always fight you always have to be so damn rude," Derrick muttered to himself.
"We fight because you're stubborn and you never want to listen to me. You always have to be so damn secretive." I told him.
"I don't tell you shit because you're always so judgmental."
"I am not judgmental. I have never judged you," I spoke back rolling my eyes.
He laughed without humor, "you always have something smart to say."
"I do not," I said defensively.
"Whatever," he said before getting up and leaving the room.
"Pick up your dish," I screamed after him.
"Nah, I'm good." He called back into the room making me furious. I heard the front door close a few seconds later knowing he wouldn't get home until later.
I sighed to myself before leaving the kitchen more angry than before. I decided to go upstairs and start packing my stuff. This argument had been going on for a long time between us and I was sick of it.
We were starting to argue over all the little things. I was getting sick of his attitude and wanted out. I didn't want to give up, but I couldn't handle it anymore.
It was around 5 when Derrick returned home and I finally had all my stuff packed.
"What are you doing?" Derrick asked looking at my bags then back at me.
"I can't do this anymore, Derrick." I sighed. I had wanted to avoid this, but that looked like it wasn't happening.
"Babe, please stop we can make it work. Don't do that." He pleaded trying to grab my arm. I pulled my arm out of his grip.
"I can't do this anymore. We always fight, we can't stand being together. I want kids, I want to settle down and have a family, but you're not even ready." I sighed trying to move towards the door.
He blocked my exit, "Who says I'm not ready?"
"You aren't we talk about this before you don't even want kids you're so focused on your career." I told him angrily.
"I love you, Andrea, please just stay. We can work this out."
"No we cant. It's over, I'm done."
"I didn't want to do this," Derrick said making me confused.
"Do what?" I asked confused.
I watched him get down on one knee, "will you marry me, Andrea?"
My mouth dropped in shock. Marry him? Was he crazy?
"I'm sorry for how I've been acting. I've been wanting to marry you for the longest, but I didn't know how to do it or when to do it. I was stressed because I didn't know how to ask you and how you'd react. I am sorry and I love you. Please, Andrea, marry me." He said.
My eyes watered with tears and I nodded my head, "Yes." I said.
He smiled and hopped up. He walked over to me and we kissed while he slipped the ring on my finger. I smiled when we pulled apart. "I'm sorry for trying to leave." I sighed.
"It's fine all that matters is now." He said making me smile.
Sorry this is rushed and took so long. Hope you like it!
