Chapter 5

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Flashback; November 22

We were all sat on the dining table. It was far too small for everyone in the family to fit, so we had to start pulling chairs in. Some people had to eat at the sofas because there was no more room.

It was Thanksgiving day, and it made me happy because my family was here to accompany me, rather than being with Ryan the whole entire day, dealing with his rude and harsh comments. Of course both our families thought we got along well; thinking the reason we got married last week was because we were 'in love'. But he forced me. He has his ways, and a temper that intimidates me. I've never been strong enough to call him out, or tell anyone.

If I did, he would probably laugh it off, knowing that it was a joke. That I would never have the balls to actually confront him about being a bad person. Plus, if I did, nothing would go right. He has the advantage; he's a police officer.

"I'd like to make a toast to the new marriage, and to my new daughter-in-law." Ryan's mom grinned genuinely. She was so different from Ryan. She was so sweet and caring, while Ryan was the total opposite. How was it possible?

I faked a smile, looking at Ryan who had a smirk on his face that made me want to punch him in his nose. I wasn't able to say anything about his mother's comment, considering I'm completely speechless. What am I supposed to say? I'm not happy I'm his wife.

We ate from the food on the table. Everything went as expected; his family and mine got along and we said our goodbyes as they all left, and then finally it was just me and Ryan.

I started to pick up around the house, the spots that our younger cousins and relatives were playing on. Like the sofa, where the pillows were scattered everywhere from our jumpy and squealing relatives.

"Amanda, can you do me a favor," I turned to him to see what he wanted. "Can you please un-button my sleeve." He said, more as a command than a question.

I walked over to him, attempting to do what he had asked me as I felt his eyes burning into my actions. He rose his hand and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear unexpectedly. I was immediately uncomfortable by his gesture, I really don't like when he touches me.

"Why haven't you talked to me today, baby?" He asked me. I was so anxious to get the button to pop out of the loop and end this conversation that barely even started, but my fingers seemed to be way too shaky to do the simple action.

"Why are you so nervous?" His voice was broad and cold like always.

I avoided saying anything, still struggling to take off the button on one of the sleeves. But I guess my silence was the wrong move, as he pulled his arm from my hands forcefully.

"You're taking too long," he growled.

I stepped back, mentally cursing at him in my head. I'm not surprised by his sudden temper.

"I'm sorry," I muttered emotionlessly. This was just a way to get him to calm down. I really don't have to be sorry for anything. It should be the other way around.

I walked back over to the sofa, continuing to fix the pillows.

"Have you seen my wallet?" He asked me. It was a quick change in mood as he started to walk around the house, searching for it.

"No." I answered truthfully.

He quickly came back from the kitchen with his wallet in his hands, while I sat down on the sofa and started to watch the new episode of Twisted. It wasn't long until his voice thundered throughout the house in anger, echoing in every inch.

"Did you take two-hundred from my wallet?" He approached me, standing in front of the TV as he looked down at me from his towering height, purposely blocking my view.

"No, it wasn't me." I surrendered, looking sincerely into his eyes in hopes that he would believe me and just let it go. It could have easily fell out, or lost it somewhere. He's always tossing his wallet anywhere, anyways. It wasn't a surprise that someone finally found it and took something out of it. It's a wallet, he should expect that.

"Oh yeah," He laughed hysterically, finding something amusing. "Because my money basically hopped out of my wallet and ran away." It was easy for me to believe that it could be possible for his money to run away, for the same reason I would.

"I'm not saying your money disappeared, I'm saying it wasn't me." I stated plainly, moving to the side so I can see the TV. "Now can you please move, I was actually watching something."

He scowled at me and grabbed the remote, turning the TV off in an instant before glaring at me once again. "Did you spend it?"

"No! I told you that I didn't take it. How many times do I need to remind you?" I rose my voice, careful that it wouldn't go up to a volume where I would actually regret it.

"If it wasn't you, it was probably one of your disgusting family members. Tell me why you had to invite them again? They're useless. All they talk about is Religion and their poor life. I'm surprised they even found nice clothes to wear tonight, considering their lack of fortune." He spit out nastily, causing a couple tears to form in the corner of my eye.

"I actually don't mind any more. Whoever stole it can keep it. They really need it."

I can't believe he's talking about my family like that. How dare he? It's not like I talk about his family. They're nothing like him, so I wouldn't dare bring them up in this conversation. But he seems completely fine in doing this to me even though it hurts my feelings. I'm sure his family has way more money than mine, because mine have struggled much more and haven't always been able to afford much. But my parents worked ten times harder on providing their four kids their needs.

An unwanted tear escaped my eye as Ryan moved aside with a smile on his face like he was proud of himself. He handed me the remote and I grabbed it unwillingly, not wanting to talk to him or make any contact with him what-so-ever.

"Put channel thirty-two on, they're giving a hockey game."

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A/N: You guys' is nice, hehe :3 Thanks for the comments so far. Dedication to @1dentical :)

Anyways, I'm sorry but I won't be updating Mondays and Fridays anymore, due to te fact that I have another story. But I will update occasionally!! It just won't be specific because I don't want to promise to something that I can't keep up with.

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