*tomorrow morning*
Jackson POV :
I came out of bathroom and went straight to the kitchen.
While I was busy with cooking I poured myself a mug of coffee and yes as always she entered the kitchen and stood by the counter. She wasn't even looking at me,
_honestly I really don't care what she thinks about me but the worst part is everytime I act bad to her a huge amount of guilt fills my mind but why?
jiha : "Morning, ice man"
Jackson : "why do you even say 'good morning' to me? What's in your head? Another plan for messing my stuff or ruining my clothes? "
Jiha : "not at all, I'm just saying good morning to my husband just like a polite person but these things are really unfamiliar for you, right?" Here she goes again, dropping sarcasm at me.
She gave me a mocking smile afterwards, I sigh and continue cooking.
Jiha : "whatever you're making you have to share with me"
Jackson : "why would I share with_wait that's my mug"
Jiha : "I know" she smiled that way again and poured the coffee in sink.
Jackson : "why do you_!?" I trailled of myself and scoffed "never mind" I rubbed my temples.
Jiha : "listen ice man, I don't have the nerve and time for arguments and all, do what the hell ever you want but if you're going to be acting like a a jerk again at least let me know in advance."
Jackson : "you don't want to argue yet you always get angry and yell, interesting."
Jiha : "shall I remind you of how you treated me? "
I didn't say anything and placed my breakfast plate on the counter but in no time jiha picks it up and walks away.
"Hey!!"
Jiha : "I take it as an apology"
Jackson : "who said i wanted to apologize you damn brat?"
Jiha : "I did, now shut up, can you?" She just walked to living room with my breakfast.
I scoff and pinch the bridge of my nose.
"How her family tolerates her? She's so hard to deal with."
_but why did her mood change all of sudden, she wanted to cut my head off last night and today she's just....maybe she has something in mind.
"Damn why am I scaring myself? What can a six-year old brat do?" I smirked to myself.
Jiha POV :
I grabbed my I-pad and started designing on it, meanwhile eating the breakfast Jackson has made.
"God it's so delicious! " I continue eating.
"How lucky and unlucky I am that I got a husband who is handsome, tall, good at cooking, macular yet his personality shit."
_girl isn't it enough? Just enjoy it
"The most important part is sucks, how am I supposed to enjoy it?"
_that one thing? Come on,chill.
"The last thing I want is to hear your advices."
_i always advise you great, you're just too blind to see.
"Remember the last time I listened to your advice? "
_well yeah that guy had to go to hospital and he probably wouibe able to make children anymore but that was the right thing...
"I'm sure"
_im just trying to help and be nice but no appreciation.
"Why don't you try to be nasty? "
_why do you hate me so much!? I'm you
"I love myself babe, you're different, you're the cause of all of my troubles. Don't expect me to be fooled again."
_or maybe you're crazy and just talking to yourself.
"You're right,You made me crazy"
_I'm you
"I know I know I know!"
_hey btw...
"Go away"
And suddenly I heard the sound of door closing.
_seems like Jackson's gone.
"Thank god"
YOU ARE READING
Dollhouse
Romance"my contract marriage was terribly sucks at the beginning but then I realized sometimes you have to take the risk. maybe I was a puppet in this dollhouse or maybe not but I was tough enough...just know that every good ending has a long way to get so...
