Good Deed

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''Fuck you!'', I yelled as I threw the lamp at his head.

''Ow, you crazy woman!'' He yelled as he rubbed his head.

''Ohh you haven't seen crazy yet, you low down dirty mother fucker,'' I yelled as I threw a shoe at him. He ducked and I just started throwing anything I could get my hands on.

''That's it!'', he yelled as he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. I kicked and punched around.

''Let me go,'' I grunted out as I pounded my fist on his back.

''Not until you calm down,'' he said. I stayed quiet and he finally let me down.

''Now why the hell are you throwing shit at me?'', he asked.

''You left the toilet seat up this morning,'' I said.

''Are you fucking serious, so you try to take my head off over a FUCKING TOILET SEAT!'', he yelled. Oh hell no.

''I told your ass countless of times how much that bothered me, but nooo you don't want to listen. You decide to be a jackass and leave it up,'' I said.

''I forgot, I fucking forgot. I'm only human, you crazy woman,'' he said.

''If you call me crazy one more time, n*gga. I might just slap your ass,''I said.

''Your c-r-a-z-y,'' he said, sounding out the crazy part. I stayed calm for a second before I slapped him across his face. I tackled him to the ground and started hitting him.

''This is for leaving the toilet seat up, this is for calling me crazy, and this is for being a complete jack ass!'' I yelled as I hit him one last time. He growled and flipped us over, so that he was on top. I squirmed trying to get away from him.

''Let me go,'' I grunted out as I tried to get away from his tight grip.

''Not until you apologize,'' he said.

''Fuck you,'' I spat out.

''Sir we have an emergency,'' Alonso said as he busted through the door.

''I have to go, but I'll deal with you later,'' he said as he got off of me. I stuck my tongue out at him and he stuck his out at me, before he left.

''You guys are so cute,'' Jackie said as she came in the room. Jackie was like my bestie now since I had came here.

''He irritates me so much,'' I said as I got up.

''But you lurve him,'' she said. I rolled my eyes and got on the bed. I had been here for 1 month and I wasn't sure if I hated it or not. It wasn't so bad, the people were nice and funny.

''C'mon you know that you love him girl,'' she said. I didn't know what I felt for his crazy ass.

''I care for him,'' I said.

''Yeah which explains why you gave it up already,'' she said.

''Did he tell you?!'' I yelled.

''He didn't have to tell me, you just did,'' she said smirking.

'''Whatever we are just trying to satisfy our needs. It doesn't mean anything,'' I said.

''Right. Well on another note, your dad called,'' Jackie said.

''Oh that's cool,'' I said.

''Girl you need to talk to him, he's your dad,'' she said.

''Yeah because dad's just give up their daughters' to random strangers,'' I said sarcastically.

''Your so bitter,'' she said.

''Well I have a reason to be. I'm supposed to be at Harvard right now studying law, but where am I? I'm here and it's all his fault,'' I said. This isn't how I wanted my life to turn out.

''Well you have a man that loves you. Some people don't have that Belle,'', she said sadly.

''I'm so sorry Jackie, I didn't mean-

''It's okay, Belle.'', she said.

''Just do me one favor, just open up to him. You guys are married and you have not done one nice thing for him,'' she said.

''Well-but-ugh your right,'' I said. He had been nice to me, buying me gifts, telling me that I was beautiful, massaging my back and my feet at night when they ached.

''What should I do?'' I asked.

''Maybe you can cook for him'' she said.

''Okay, I guess,'' I said. I wasn't good at this being nice thing, it was pretty weird for me.

''So what do you want to cook him?'', she asked. He told me what his favorite thing to eat was, but it didn't need to be cooked, if you know what I mean. He did like ooey-gooey cake.

''We could make some ooey-gooey cake,'' I said.

''Yeah, let's go,'' she said. We went into the kitchen and started making it. As soon as it was done, Marciello walked through the door.

''I made you some ooey-gooey cake,'' I said shyly.

''Jackie helped,'' I added. Jackie looked at me sternly and I sighed.
''And I'm sorry for hitting you and stuff,'' I said as I looked at my feet.

''It's okay and I'm sorry for cursing at you, I didn't mean too,'' he said.

''It's okay,'' I said. It was so weird to have a civilized conversation with him all we did was fight. I grabbed his hand and led him in the kitchen. He ate some of the cake.

''It taste amazing,'' he said.

''You want some?'', he asked.

''Sure,'' I said. He grabbed a little and fed me. It tasted so good, I sucked on his fingers trying to get all of it off. I didn't want to waste any. When I was done I saw him, looking down at me, his eyes looked darker.

''Sorry,'' I said. He didn't respond. He picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. He threw me down on the bed. He looked at me as he peeled off all of his clothes. I definitely wasn't complaining.

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