Sparks Fly [Completed]

5. A Halloween costume

After the disaster the night Seth walked in on me and Andrew he learned to keep his distance. I didn't see him for days. This made me really happy. I could focus again and just continue with my life. After a day of work in the store I dropped by Taylor to pick up my Halloween costume. It was pretty, well how would you say that. Sexy. I was in love with the movie the little mermaid so I made something inspired by that. It was a well fitted bra I had covered in this satin purple fabric with Pearls around the bottom edges. I would wear it with a pair of jeans and over those jeans I would wear this half skirt/belt like thing in different shades of green. This was also embellished with sequins. Man I was in love with this costume. And I had the body for it so I didn't mind showing my stomach at all. 
Taylor did the same thing only inspired by Tinkerbell so all in green's and she even made herself shiny wings. 

"Honey you there?" I called stepping into the house. I couldn't wait to show him my costume.
"Yeah, upstairs" He answered me so I ran upstairs and to the office we had. It was the biggest room in the house beside our bedroom and I hoped it would turn into a nursery someday soon. 
"You wanna see my costume?" I asked feeling all giggly. I loved dressing up. 
"Yeah" He murmured. He seemed a bit distracted by his work but that would change soon enough. 
I changed into my costume with my skin tight skinny jeans. Seeing myself in the mirror I grinned. Oh yes I loved this!
I walked back to the office and took on a sexy pose. "Baby" I sang. It took long before he turned around. 
His eyes turned big looking me up and down and I began to smile. But in stead of happy his eyes turned dark and a frown showed. 
"This is what you are wearing?!" He said in a low voice. 
My shoulders dropped. What was wrong? 
"Yeah, Taylor has the same and she is Tinkerbell" I muttered pouting. Was it ugly?
"I don't care if she dresses as a slut but you are my wife. You look ridiculous!"
My mouth dropped. He was kidding right?
without saying a word I turned around and took the costume of and putting my sweater back on. Doing this I got angry. I mean... I had worn more revealing stuff then that. I mean hello bikini! What the hell was he thinking. I walked back to the office and told him just that.

"Seriously Drew, you hating it makes no sense. I am wearing jeans with it!  It's just sexy not slutty. And you will be with me. No other man would dare to touch me." I crossed my arms leaning agains the doorpost. 
He turned his chair and got on his feet. "I will not be going Em, I have to take a business trip. So no I don't want you to walk around like a damn tramp!" He raged going from a little angry to furious in a second. 
He walked up to me and grabbed my upper arms with so much force I gasped in pain. He roughly pushed me into the wall behind me. The blow to my head made me dizzy.
"What do you think? I like hearing my friend say they think my wife is a slut! You are not going to that god damn party Emily!" He roared causing me to cringe.
"But Drew... I" I started stammering. 
"No Emily! For fuck sake! No wonder your mother wanted nothing to do with you!" 
That hurt. He knew how hard is was to talk about my mother who left me in foster care when I was only 6. She was an addict and the alcohol and drugs were more important to her then me. I went to find her after we got married. I hoped we could start over. Like Andrew just said... She wanted nothing to do with me. 
Having been in foster care had been hard as a kid. I moved to this town to life with a family when I was twelve. The family was okay but never really felt like a home. They just gave me a place to stay and food, clothes. Love... not so much. I found that with Andrew with whom I had been with since I was 15. 

"That's unfair Drew!" I told him tears stinging in my eyes. 
"It's true. And you have nobody but me here so I would better listen to me!" 
I really started crying now and he let go of me. "Just leave!" He told me gruffly and walked back to his chair. I Did. I ran down the stairs and without taking my coat and still in my slippers I ran outside into the pouring rain. I didn't care I just had to get out of here!

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