Carrie's POV
"Hey babe." Mike said walking into the bathroom where I was doing my make up. "Hey quit!" Mike said throwing me off guard.
"Quit what?" I asked confused.
"Putting on all that make up... we're going on a private flight only you and I who are you putting that make up on for?" Mike questioned giving me a look before taking my foundation out of my hands.
"Mike..." I sighed. "Please just give it back to me." I said.
"Answer the question." Mike replied.
"I'm putting it on for myself Mike." I answered taking it back from him. Mike didn't reply he just sighed before walking out of the room. I groaned in frustration before continuing to apply my make up. I don't really understand why on earth he was so upset about this its my face, my body it should be my decision if I where make up or not.
When I was finished when I do my make up I began doing my hair, curling it. Mike walked into the bathroom and looked at me doing my hair, he sighed rolling his eyes before walking out.
"Mike!" I exclaimed standing up and following him into the room. "What is wrong with you?" I asked as he turned to face me.
"Why does my opinion mean nothing to you?" Mike questioned becoming angry.
"Why are you so incredibly upset about this?" I sighed yelling back at him.
"Because you don't care anything about what I say!" Mike yelled in my face.
"If I don't care that much why on earth am I here?" I said looking up at him seriously as tears fell from my eyes. "Mike I don't understand why are you so angry? I have done absolutely nothing to you yet you insist on screaming in my face?" I said tears continuing to roll down my face. "If you don't want me to go to Canada with you just leave!" I yelled through the tears throwing my make up to the side storming out of my room.
"Carrie please." Mike said.
"No Mike I can't do this anymore. Your opinion matters most to me and you are making me feel like complete shit." I confessed crying hysterically now.
"Carrie just calm down for a second and let me explain-"
"There is nothing to explain Mike." I cut him off as I moved away from him before turning to walk down the hallway.
"Baby please." Mike said grabbing my arm.
"Mike stop!" I exclaimed slamming my fist against his chest. "I can't do this anymore... I refuse to." I said looking at him seriously.
I hurried down the stairs grabbing my things off the kitchen table Mike following me. "Mike I can't do this any longer." I said wiping a tear from my eye before walking out of the front door. I couldn't believe it. I was actually leaving this time. I was actually done. Actually leaving Mike. But is that what I wanted? I don't want him yelling at me. I don't want us fighting at all but how could I possibly live with out Mike? He is my everything. How am I going to just walk out on him? I love Mike.
"Carrie." I herd Mike say behind me as I walked down the porch steps. I stopped standing there waiting for Mike to say something else. "Please..." Mike said as I felt him grab my hand from behind before he stood in front of me. "Carrie I am sorry." Mike apologized looking into my eyes. I never meant to hurt you and I never meant for things to go this way." He said gently wiping the tears away that had slowly slid down my face. "Baby I love you so much you know that... Sometimes it just feels like you care about other peoples opinions rather than mine." Mike confessed moving some of my hair behind my ear. "Please Carrie...don't leave. You can't, I can't live without you." Mike said with a small sigh breaking eye contact with me.
"Mike you scare me... when you yell at me the way you do... it scares me." I confessed causing him to look back at me.
"Care I don't want you to be scared of me." Mike said stepping closer to me. "And I'm sorry that you do but I want you to care as much about my opinion as I do yours." Mike confessed.
"Mike I do..." I said.
