Lucky or Unlucky?

Talking or lashing out?

After having a quick dinner of pizza, fries, chicken nuggets, chocolate milkshakes and donuts I put the trash in the bin and wiped the table and put the leftovers in the fridge. I walked back in to the living room and found Nick laying on the couch with Nate draped over his chest fast asleep.

I went over to pick Nate up when Nick stopped me. Im going to go put him to bed and then we need to talk said Nick getting up slowly so that he wouldnt wake Nate up.

Weve got nothing to talk about, Nick and Im tired. Im tired and sore so I want to put him to bed and go to sleep myself I told him trying to take Nate out of his arms.

Ill put Nate to bed. Then we will talk. Please, Taylor. We need to talk. We can talk here or we talk in our bedroom, you decide said Nick standing up with Nate.

I sighed and sat down on the couch with my arms crossed, before pulling my knees up to my chest. Nick nodded and took Nate up to his room.

You wanted to talk, so talk I said to Nick as he came back downstairs.

What happened to us, Taylor. Where did we get so messed up? Where did it go so wrong with us? We cant be in the same room for five minutes any longer without kicking off questioned Nick as he sat down on the couch. He put his head in his hands.

I dont know; Nick you tell me. Every time I say or do something you dont like I end up sore, bruised and hurting all over. Everything I do for you, you find something wrong with it and criticize me. You bully and push me around till you get your way. Youre never happy with anything. Youre never home and when you are you just love to put me down. I said wiping the tears away from my cheeks.

But we were so happy. We can be that way again if we both try. If I try to change. Pleaded Nick looking over at me.

We were happy, Nick. Till you decided that I wasnt your wife but your punching bag. Till you decided to put your hands on me. Your accusations and your taunts. I cant deal with it anymore. I mean youre never happy no matter how many times I bend backwards to please you. Me and Nate are happy but then you come home and it becomes so tense. I feel like I have to walk on eggshells around you. I dont know what will set you off. If I didnt have Nate, I would have walked out a long time ago I said playing with my wedding rings.

Well go on then the doors over there. Walk out no ones going to stop you. Ill look after Nate. And as far as me never being home. I work Taylor I have a fucking job that pays for everything you own, the food you eat, the clothes you wear, the fucking house you live in and the fucking car you drive snapped Nick pointing towards the door.

Dont you dare, Nick. Dont you dare! We decided together that I would stay at home with Nate. Thats why I left my job and not because I wanted to be a freeloader. I gave up my job to look after my son. You wanted me to stay at home. And if I wanted to leave I wouldnt wait around for your permission I hissed at Nick.

How dare he? He was the one that wanted me to stay at home after I found I was pregnant with Nate. We decided that I would stay at home till Nate started kindergarten. Then I would start to go back to work by taking part time sifts.

Youre just like your father Taylor. Just getting up and running away when things get real. I should have guessed that when I fucking married you snapped Nick.

How dare you! You bastard! After everything I put up with. Your fucking tantrums, taunts and beatings, youre surprised I havent run away already! You fucking arsehole! I cant believe I ever loved you! That I was stupid enough to marry you! You think if I leave Im going to leave my son with you! God you flipped out because he wouldnt take a sandwich from you! You really think you can handle looking after him full time. That I would trust you to look after him I snapped at him.

Nick shot of the couch he was sitting on and before I knew I was on my back with him on top of me. His hands wrapped around my throat.

You stupid whore! Who do you think you are talking to me like that! I should fucking kill you! You ungrateful bitch! After everything I have done for you! If it wasnt for me, you would be exactly like your junkie mother hissed Nick backhanding me across the face.

Go on then Nick. Put me in my place! Thats all youre good for! Go on then put me in my place! All you can do is put me down and beat me black and blue! Thats exactly what I mean! Prove me right, Nick! That youre a volatile walking talking time bomb! You are not suitable to look after my son I hissed at him as I laughed in his face. Nick squeezed my neck and cut off my oxygen. I kicked my legs and clawed at his hands. My vision blurred and my lungs burned due to the lack of oxygen. Nick loosed his grip on my neck just enough for me to take that much needed breath.

Youre going to behave like my loving wife again, Taylor. Youll go back to the way you were before. You wont keep on insisting on going back to work. Youll smile and kiss me when you see me. Youll act as if everything is fine when we are out together. You wont contact that bastard again. Or I swear Taylor, I take Nate off you. I will never let you see him again and throw you out on to the fucking street said Nick calmly as if he hadnt just been chocking me. I laid down on the couch trying to catch my breath and listened to Nicks heavy breathing.