No More Games II

"Michael, I swear to God you're not leaving this driveway!" Sasha screamed at the top of her lungs, waving the metal bat in the air. There was no denying that the whole neighborhood could hear all of the commotion. "Three fucking years, Michael! Three years we've been married!" She cried as Michael tried driving off in his Rolls Royce. "I did not go through hell and back for you to just leave me, Michael! You made my life miserable and I took you back! I kept taking your sorry ass back!"

"Sasha," Michael rolled down the window and stuck his head out, "The neighbors are going to call the police! Move out of the fucking way!"

"Let them call the police!" Sasha swung the bat, knocking the emblem off the front of the car. "You're either staying or running me over! I'm not moving. You're not leaving me Michael! We'll both die before you break my heart again. And I put that on both of our kids!"

Michael stormed out of the car, slamming the door so hard he could've shattered the window. He stood there facing Sasha who was just a few feet away with a large metal bat in her hand. "What did you just say to me?" He stared dead in her eyes.

She gritted her teeth and stepped closer to him. "You heard exactly what I said."