Mike's POV:
"I lost my job," I said.
"Mike.." Jeremy put a hand on my shoulder. "What happened?"
"I punched a guy."
"Why?!" He asked.
"Because he started talking about you, like you were nothing," I explained.
"Doesn't mean you have to punch them!" He said.
"I wasn't going to to just let them talk bad about you," I said.
"Doesn't mean they deserved it!"
"You don't deserve it!" I yelled.
"I deserve every bit of it!" He yelled. "Remember two years ago? On my twenty first birthday? You called me a piece of shit?"
"Because I was frustrated!"
"You meant it!" He said. "And you're the worthless piece of shit! Not me!"
I don't know what happened.. I slapped him... hard... Jeremy fell back into a chair and both fell to the ground. I grabbed my jacket and left the house.

Jeremy's POV:
He slapped me. He's never hurt me like the before. And he just walked out. I sat on the floor, head hung, crying. I felt an arm on my shoulder but didn't look up.
"Dad? What happened?" Annie asked. I rubbed my cheek where he slapped me. The bruise was dark red.
"N-nothing," I said and kept crying.
"Dad please, I'm old enough to understand," she pleaded.
"He hit me."
"I won't let him touch you ever again," she said angrily.
~~
An hour later, I heard the door open. Annie and I were in the living room playing. I was on the couch and she was on the floor. I still had the bruise.
"Annie leave," Mike said.
"No! Don't touch him!" She yelled.
"Leave," he repeated.
"No," she said.
"Leave!" He yelled.
"Please," I whispered to Annie. She nodded and went upstairs. I heard the door close. I hung my head.
"I'm sorry."
"...."
"Talk to me!"
"W-why?" I asked. I didn't get a response, I just felt someone pin me down on the couch. I shut my eyes but I felt a body hover over me. "L-leave m-me a-alone," I started to cry.
"No," he said. I kept crying until I felt a pair of lips against mine. When I didn't kiss back, Mike pulled away.
"M-Mike," I stutter obviously regretting the fact that I didn't kiss him back.
"Why don't we go upstairs and have some fun, eh?" He smirks which makes me blush.
"U-uh, I don't k-know," I say nervously.
"It's only ten, we have time with the kids asleep," he says starting to unbutton my shirt.
"M-Mike!" I nearly yell. I stop him from taking off my shirt.
"Please!" He whined. "We've been married for two years Jeremy!"
"U-uh, M-Mike, I l-love y-you, b-but," I started. "I-I d-don't k-know.."
"Fine," he said as he got off me. I heard him stomp upstairs. I sighed and after a few minutes, I went upstairs.
When I got into our room, I got undressed so I was only in my boxers. I stretched and looked at my sleepy Mike before getting into bed. I felt him hug me and bring me closer to him.
"M-Mike, I-I'm s-sorry," I yawned.
"I understand Jeremy," he replies.
He always gave me what I wanted, it's my turn to give him what he wanted.
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"I-I w-want y-you m-Mike, I-inside m-me" I say.