Lucky or Unlucky?

walking on eggshells

I was lost in thought when my ear phones were ripped out and I was struck on the side of my face. Before I had time to react I was pushed up against the island in the kitchen. “You stupid bitch, are you even listening to me?” yelled Nick, he was furious. His eyes held anger and frustration “Nicky I’m sorry I had my ear phones in I couldn’t hear you baby” I replied running my hand down his arm well attempted to because he slapped it away “don’t baby me, upstairs now” said Nick still fuming. I had gotta used to his random mood swings, when he was angry he’d hurt me and then he would cry and apologise for it saying he wouldn’t do it again but when he would get mad again he would lash out at me again. “But baby I’m doing the dishes, ok you go up and I’ll be there in a few minutes” I said to him “Taylor you’re not listening to me” said Nick as is if he was talking to a two year old. “Baby I said I was coming” I said Nick pushed me harder in to the island and it started to hurt my back “I was asking nicely but I could also drag you up those stairs” said Nick menacingly. “Ok let’s go” I said backing down. I followed him up the stairs wondering what I had done now, around Nick I had to be really careful like walking on eggshells never knowing what could trigger his mood swings.