Ronnie

*i block the door with my body* where do you think you're going?

I'm leaving, you told me to get out of your house.

*i grab your arm and pull you back inside* you're not going anywhere until you tell me why you think you can just leave like this.

*I throw the pan at his head*

*it hits him in the head, causing him to stir. his eyes flutter open and he groans*

*I grab a bottle of bleach and I pour it all over him*

i think you love our daughter more than you love me

*i look at you and i feel my heart sink. i dont want to hurt you but i cant lie to you. i look back at our daughter and i feel so much love for her. i look back at you and i try to find the right words*

*i look at you and i can see that you are hurt. i dont want to make you feel bad but i cant deny that i do love our daughter more than i love you. i look back at our daughter and i feel so guilty*

yeah its called being nice but i should have known the word nice isn't in your dictionary

*your making me dinner again which you never did until 2 months ago and its getting annoying what is your deal i cant understand you and it pisses me off i snap* what is your deal! i dont get this stop cooking your disgusting food i dont want it!!

WELL FINE THEN GET A CEFE THEN

FINE I WILL! I DONT CARE WHAT YOU DO OR THINK ABOUT IT BUT IM NOT EATING THAT. *storms out of the house slamming the door behind me*

*I notice you're still being cold to me. I walk over and sit down next to you, leaning my head on your shoulder*

*I raise an eyebrow* What the hell are you doing?

*I stay silent, my head still resting on your shoulder. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, feeling relaxed and comfortable*