33. Demanding

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~Valerie's POV~

[4 months later]

Just when you think you know a person,  they throw you for a loop. That's exactly how I'm feeling about Ryan, time really has brought about a change in him, and not a good one. He constantly keeps an attitude, barely touches me anymore or hardly says two words to me.

If I ask what's his problem, he gets all up in his feelings and just start going off on one big tirade and say I nag him too much. I try not to be a bother, but at least talk to me or acknowledge my presence.

With me being 4 months pregnant, it brings about a change, it's either I'm hungry, horny, sleepy, hurting, or sick. With tonight's case, I'm horny. I look over at Ryan's side and surprise, he's actually in bed. His back is facing me and I'm getting turned on even more by his bare toned back and dragon tattoo on his right shoulder blade, and his hair tousled around on the pillow.

I carefully scoot over next to him and tap him on the shoulder, "Ryan.. Ryan wake up.."

He groans, "What!?"

"Ryan I'm horny. Do you mind getting me off for a few minutes, please?" I asked sweetly

"No." He said coldly

"But why?"

He turned around and sat up, "Because it's three in the damn morning and you're asking me to have sex with you!" He yelled

"We don't have to have sex, you can just finger me and that would be fine."

"What the hell is wrong with your finger!!?"

"Nothing, It would be more pleasurable if you did it." I said rubbing up his arm

He snatched his arm away, "I told you no, now go back to sleep because I'm tired." He said turning back over in the bed

I started getting angry, "You're always tired! You never have enough time for me!"

"Valerie that's not true, I always make time for you." He said in a bored voice

"The only time you make is only to fuck me and that's only when it's convenient to you!" I retorted

He huffed, "Valerie, I'm not gonna argue with you about this, go to bed."

I fumed with anger, what an insensitive jerk he's being. "NO, YOU GO TO BED!" I angrily threw the covers back and got out of bed and waddled over to the chair and put on my slippers and robe.

"Valerie where are you going?! Valerie!.. Valerie!.." I ignored him and slammed the door when I left the room. I went downstairs to the kitchen, grabbed the pickle jar and got a pickle out.

'Who the hell does he think he is, I'm sitting here trying to be a good wife and he wants to be an asshole! He's not the one that has to carry this baby and go through fucking hormonal changes. I'm getting fat, my back and feet hurt all the time and he's talking about he's tired. Well damnit! I'm tired too, I'm tired of sitting in this damn house all day long with nothing to do!' I say to myself

I sit on the couch and turn the TV on while I eat my pickle. 'How dare he treat me like some side chick who's desperate for attention. I wouldn't have to be so desperate looking if only he would at least pretend to care.'

A few moments later he comes waltzing in the living room, he stands there glaring at me with his arms folded. I roll my eyes and go back to watching TV and eating my pickle. He sits down on the couch and I scoot over away from him.

He looks at me for a moment then reached over and snatched the remote out of my hand and cut the TV off. "Shouldn't you be in bed?! Since you're so tired!" I said sarcastically finishing my pickle

"I didn't come down here to fight with you." He said annoyed

"Then why did you come down here?! I'm not bothering you anymore, so what do you want?!"

"I came down here to tell you I'm sorry."

I scoffed, "Yeah right. You don't give a damn about how I feel, everything's all about you and what's convenient for you. I just happen to be in the way because I'm not convenient for you anymore."

"Valerie, you know that's not true. Would I be down here at 3 in the morning if I didn't give a damn about how you feel?!"

I turned my head and folded my arms, damn he has a point but I'm still mad. He scooted closer to me and wrapped an arm around me and started kissing me on the side of my neck. "I should consider your feelings next time, I know you've been going through a lot and I am sorry." He said in my neck, I remain still because I don't want to give in to him that easy.

He snaked his arms around me and unfolded my arms while continuing to kiss me. "Tell me you forgive me, baby. Tell me." He said kissing me in the crook of my neck, he run his fingers in my hair and I try to stifle the moan that wants to escape my lips.

"Talk to me Valerie, I wanna hear you say it." He looks at me with his piercing brown eyes that captivate me to my very soul. I lick my lips and nod my head, "Say it."

"I forgive you." I mumbled. A slow smiled crept up on his lips and he kissed me again and nibbled on my ear.

"Good. Now get your ass back upstairs and get in the bed." He said in a serious tone.

I stared back at him with disbelief, one minute he's sweet and loving and the next he's cold and uncaring. I ease off the couch and he continues to stare me down with cold, piercing eyes. I walk towards the stairs and he gets off the couch.

I turn around and he's standing directly behind me and continues to stare. I sigh and walk up the stairs. I make it to the room and he closes the door behind him, I can feel him staring a hole in the back of my head.

He gets in the bed and puts his hands behind his head and watches me carefully. I take off my robe and put it back on the chair and I take off my slippers. I ease back in bed and I turn over on my side as much as I could so I won't have to look at him.

That's it! I'm so done with him right now. He thinks that the world revolves around him and the only thing that matters is him and everyone should cater to his needs. I seriously need a break, a vacation somewhere else far away as I can possibly get. If he doesn't start appreciating and treating me a little nicer, then I'll just up and leave without telling him anything. It's not like he would care, or even notice that I'm gone.

I love Ryan with all my heart and soul, but lately he's been stressing me out and I don't need that. I already lost one baby to over stressing and I'll be damned if I lose another that way.

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