Emily's P.O.V
After the house was spotless and I made myself one minuet microwave mac and cheese, I could finally relaxed. It took me a while to clean the whole apartment as it hasn't been cleaned in who knows how long. Time has seriously flew by today. Tidying up took more time than I thought. It's about 3pm now and Tyler is still asleep. He must've been up for a while.. With another girl. The thought of Tyler makes me cringe. It isn't the first time, in matter if fact it isn't even his second, third, forth or fifth. It seems like it is his 100th time but in reality it's only about his 10th. I just wish he put in half effort in this relationship than I do. I always seem to forgive him for his selfish acts. But I love him. And he loves me.
I switch the channels to see if any other channels have magically appeared but no. It just went fuzzy on the screen. I guess I will be stuck watching Big Bang Theory today. We might have to get me a new dress today or tomorrow afternoon. I am actually super excited for going out with Tyler tomorrow. We never do and I don't know why. He doesn't like taking me out which could be an insult but whatever. The bedroom door clicked open and Tyler strides through the old wooden frame.
"Afternoon sunshine." He sits on the couch with me.
"Afternoon." I smile. I had him the remainder of my mac and cheese as I wasn't hungry anymore. He took the offer and finished it quickly. I should've made him breakfast, poor guy.
"I'm going to take a shower, do you want to me to make you anything?" I ask, removing my presence from the couch.
"Yeah, make me anything." He gestures me to move out of the way of the telly. I move quickly and go to the kitchen. I put in minute microwave chicken pie in the microwave. I push 2 minuets on the timer.
"It's in the microwave!" I yell from one room to another.
"Wait, I need a shower first." He rushes past me to the bathroom.
"No! Tyler!" I whine. I rush after him and attempt to open the door.
"Tyler, I swear to god!" I scream, banging my fist against the door. The door opens and the door slowly makes it way wide open. I rush in and physically force him to leave.
"I'm not gonna leave." He laughs.
"Please, I need to shower." I beg.
"No. Let me shower with you." He starts stripping.
"No, The shower is the only private time I get." I whine.
"What do you mean by 'private time'?" He raises and eyebrow. I feel myself flush.
"Not like that.. I mean like the only time I get to think about myself." I stutter.
"Good, cause you don't need any private time when you have me." He smirks. His rude and perverted comments are unbelievable. I roll my eyes at his rude remark.
"Do you remember when I took your virginity?" He laughs. I flush at how awkward it was at first. Even if it was years ago.
"It's not funny, Tyler!" I yell. I don't find any humour in any of this.
"You were so innocent. You didn't even know what to do." He sits on the toilet seat. I burry my head into my hands, This is so embarrassing. Why is he torturing me like this.
"It was cute though.." He can't stop can he? "The way you cried because it hurt. Ha, classic." He held his stomach in laughter.
"Ha, ha." I speak in a sarcastic tone picking up his shirt and throwing it at him. "Now leave." I point towards the door. He puts his hands up in surrender. I gesture for him to quicken the paste. He kissed me lightly before leaving me alone in the small bathroom. I close the door behind him and start to strip. I take a shower quickly and debate if I should blow dry my hair it not? I wonder if Tyler will want to go anywhere tonight?
I wrap a towel around my body and unlock the door.
"Are we going anywhere?" I ask knowing the answer.
Either 'No' or 'I am and you can't come'.
"Uhm, Yes." He Speaks. My heart flutters, I am actually going somewhere?
"Really?!" I ask, over excited.
"You didn't let me finish. Uhm yes you are an idiot if you think we're going out tonight." His laugh becomes louder as I see his figure come towards me from down the hall. He stops infront of me.
"Take this off." He plays with the hem of the towel.
"No." I hold it closer to me.
"It's nothing I haven't seen before." He smirks. He attempts to take it off me but I grip it closer to my body.
"Tyler, Let go!" I scream. I am so fed up of him being like this.
"No." He pulls harder revealing most of my body beside the small piece of the towel covering me.
"Tyler!" I screech. I eventually give up and let go of the towel before rushing into the bathroom. I lock it quickly not allowing him access.
"Aw, it was just getting fun." He laughs though the solid wooden door.
"No it wasn't, you are so perverted." I complain.
"You don't seem to mind." He speaks. I could just imagine the stupid smirk covering his face.
"It's not funny, I don't like it. It's so infuriating." I slide my back down the door.
"That's a big word for someone who dropped out of Uni." No, that's too far.
"Tyler, that's too far. You know I dropped out of university because of you." I attempt to brush out the knots in my hair with my fingers. "I hate you." I add quietly.
"You don't mean that, you can't keep your hands off me." He is annoying when he is cocky.
"It is true, I hate you so much Tyler." I could feel the tears prick at my eyes.
"You won't be saying that tonight." Is he serious? He is so annoying. Is he actually thinking about that now.
"Whatever." I mumble. He could probably hear me through the thin walls. I put on my clothes that I have put on this morning. I wrap my hair in a towel and click the open to see Tyler slumped on the opposite wall on the floor. I ignore him as he called for my name. He grabs me from wrist.
"Why are you so upset?" His thick British accent sinking into my ears. I jerk my hands away from his grasp.
"Cause you are so cocky. It's unbelievable. It's not even funny anymore. I tell you to stop and you keep pushing me further. It's so stupid." I pour out my feelings which I don't usually do. He hugs me tightly.
"I'm sorry babe, I was just playing around." He rests his chin on my head. I wrap my hands around him and smile into his chest. We move to the living room and we sit together watching a movie in his old DVD player. The movie wasn't anything special, we watch it all they time.. Aladin. He will always comment on how hot jasmine is. I roll my eyes every time as remind him it's only a Disney character.
"Yeah, a hot Disney character." He smirks.
"Shut up." I punch his arm playfully. He stops my hand before any contact.
"That's no way to treat your beloved boyfriend." He chuckles.
"And you can treat your girlfriend right?" I ask sarcastically. Even though I want to know the answer. Will he say yes? Because obviously he can't. Cheating on your girlfriend numerous times isn't treating her right.
"I can.." He is so vain.
"Cheating on your girlfriend isn't treating her right." I mumble.
"I said I was sorry." He growls.
"Sorry doesn't make me feel any less stupid and worthless." I speak loud enough for him to hear.
"You're not worthless." He smiles. "Maybe stupid but not worthless." He jokes, I think.
"Well you make me feel like it." I grumble.
"I'm sorry if I make you feel like you are cause you aren't. You are worth more than anything I have." He entwines our fingers. He kisses the back of my hand. I smile down at floor like an idiot. Moments like this are worth living for.
