~Apparently~

Normal

Peyton
Monday Evening
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As I drove home to my big ass house I started thinking to myself. I can get out of this anytime I want to...but I'm kinda enjoying the life I have in a way. The house , the cars , the money. I parked the car in the garage and grab my purse and briefcase as I was about to close the door I almost forgot my wedding which is in the glove box. As I walked into the door I saw my husband Nicholas making dinner. A small smile formed on my face. He finally decided to do something for me how thoughtful. "How sweet of you to make dinner" I smiled lightly. "Yeah you didn't show up on your normal timing to make dinner so I made it myself" "Well thank you Nicholas" He then walked to grab plates and I walked off to change my clothes into my pj's. I walked back into the kitchen to see all the dishes Nicholas has used was in the sink. Maybe he put the food away in the refrigerator. I went to the refrigerator and there were NO leftovers. I walked to the dinner room hoping there was a plate made for me. "Nick" I said calmly at the door frame. "Huh" he said looking up with his big ass eyes. "Where's my dinner plate" "What dinner plate" he said with his mouth full. Ugh he's disgusting. I shook my head and retorted"You made dinner for the both of us...where's mine at" "No" he swallows his food. "I didn't" he put his finger up telling me to wait while he drinks the rest of his wine. "I made dinner for myself because you normally get here around 4:30, so giving you til 5 to have time for yourself , 5:10 that's when you start making dinner because at 5 you drink wine til your done which is ten minutes later. Which you didn't come home on time so I made dinner for myself , now all you have to do is make yourself something to eat...your welcome by the way" he stated. My eyes widened "Your welcome , really Nick , And how the hell do you know when I drink my damn wine"? "Because we're married" he walked pasted me with plate in hand. "I'll be in my office making an important phone call" he called out walking into the basement which hes office is located. I swear I could kill him , since he knows my schedule so much then why didn't he at least call and check on me since I wasn't "on time" but no that fatty is to worried about if he's gonna eat to night.
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Later on that night
I sat in bed and read my book. Nicholas then claimed in bed as well he turned off his lamp and turned towards me with eyes closed. Five minutes into my book I hear him whining. "Dear would be a doll and turn your lamp off so I can sleep" he asked. "Umm Don't you see I'm doing something sweetheart" "I do but I asked nicely of you to turn the light off buttercup" "No" "I can't sleep with that light in my face" "Then turn over genius" " I can't sleep on my right side " "ugh" I grabbed an extra pillow and covered his face. He tried moving my hands but then suddenly he stopped moving. "Honey are you dead"? I smiled. I let go of the pillow. I'll take care of the body after this chapter in my book. Suddenly the pillow flow up and hit me in my face making me drop the book loosing my place. "Gotcha bitch , you can't kill me now turn off the light " he turned over not facing me anymore. I glared at him for a while and started to hear his light snores. I rolled my eyes and turned off the light and laid down. I was drifting off into sleep until I heard a light whisper " 2 to 0 , I won" the voice whispered happily. I turned over to see Nick grinning with his eyes closed. I laid back down and went to sleep but even in my dreams I still hear his voice.
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Tuesday Morning
Nicholas and I both got up to brush our teeth and wash our face our normal routine. We both got to the garage to get to our cars (Nick 's car being a 2015 Cadillac and mine being a 2015 Range Rover). "Don't forget to be home by 5 at least so by 5:30 we can beheaded to the Johnson's" I reminded my husband. "I won't" he said dryly. "Don't forget to call the gardener about the weeds that are growing along the house"he remind me "Wait what weeds we don't have weeds growing along side the house , we have my flowers growing there" I said. "Hmmm , I might have used weed killer to kill off your flowers" he said tapping the hood of his car. "We talked about this , I wanted pretty flowers growing so we could be like the other neighbors" I slightly whined. "Well Peyton we're not like the other neighbors " Nick retorted sternly and getting in his car. I did the same and started to drive off. Nicholas is right we're not like the other neighbors. The other neighbors don't argue over petty things but we do , the other neighbors have children but we don't (not saying I want any at the moment) and the neighbors most definitely have pretty flower growing in there gardens but we don't.