Jackie Simmons
"Are you crying?" Olivia asked, suddenly.
"No," I said too quickly. I had actually been in a good state of mind for the past couple of days. She would definitely keep pestering me if she figured out I was crying so I never did cry as much as I would have wanted too.
"How would you feel if I told you something good?" My friend asked.
"What good could you possibly tell me? These last couple of days have been horrible. I just want to leave this place sometimes. My life is so depressing," I blurt out, truthfully.
"Life is not too bad for you once I tell you this. So, I talked with Brad about a whole week ago. He asked about you, and-"
My eyes lit up and I begin to smile. "He called about me?! Why didn't you tell me he called? I could have talked with him!" I gushed. I had been sitting here, feeling sorry for myself for days thinking about the mere thought that Brad does not care about me anymore. It was exciting news to know he still had some worrisome moments about me.
"I get that you are excited. Here's the deal. You need respect, right? You're not going back to his house just yet, and besides, I told him he has to wait two weeks to apologize and not one week. Come on girl, you need some backbone. Now, I have a perfect plan," Olivia smirked, and all of a sudden, I knew she was gone in her little world of trickery.
"Oh brother," I sighed.
"No, it's actually good this time. Here's what's going to happen. When you go back home, you're gonna play hard to get. You know, act like you're still mad. That will drive him nuts," my friend laughed, but I squinted my eyes. What's the point of that? Besides, Brad is not the type of person to try and make me happy if I'm sad. His personality is very nonchalant.
"Liv, my husband is not some romantic freak. To be honest, he doesn't really care if I stay mad at him," I replied, looking at her with a look of stupidity.
"No, he does care. I think you should know that by now. It seems like every time you realize he cares, that seems to fly out the window as soon as he does something wrong. Jackie, he does care, and that's why I think you should act like you're mad at him a little longer. Come on, aren't you tired of chasing him? Let him chase you," she logically suggested.
"Olivia, I don't know about this. It could work, but what's the possibility of him actually chasing after me? No, that's in my dreams," I said, snorting.
"If you don't want to do that, you could do something else. You let Brad have all the control in your relationship. Now, even though I've never been in love, I know this much. No man should be able to have the control over you that your husband has over you. If you want respect, then you need to stop letting him have his way. He's thirty, not two," Liv said strictly, and I knew this time, she was serious.
"That's not true. He doesn't have all the control; he's just possessive, and that's a sensitive side he has. So I try not to bring that side out. I've realized that he likes to have his say in everything so I've come to terms to let him do that," I explained to her, very calmly. Brad had a lot of control in our marriage, but I had control too. It was more like the two of us fighting for control. An anarchy instead of a monarchy.
Of course, my friend could not understand marriage. She had been in multiple relationships but never in a marriage. These 'cooperation terms' I have with Brad are meant to make our marriage work, hypothetically.
All of a sudden, out of nowhere, I felt sick to my stomach. I got up, and I ran to the bathroom toilet because I could feel myself becoming more light-headed. Olivia was aware, and her face was struck with worry.
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Always Broken (Book 1 and 2)
Teen Fiction"Stop crying," he growled, gripping my chin in his hand. When I did not stop crying, he took his teeth and bit my neck hard, making a mark on me. I whimpered as I wiped my tears, keeping my mouth sealed. I wanted to scream but once again, I did not...
