It all started when he was yelling at me. I curled into a ball and started crying but he kept yelling. I slowly drifted asleep trying to ignore him, next thing I know the door slammed, I knew it was over. My heart slowly felt like it was cracking piece by piece.
I hear a gentle knock on the door so I walk over and open it. It's him.
“Hey there sweet cheeks,” he says.
“Don’t call me that, were over,” I replied sternly.
I close the door crumble into a pile of tears on the floor.