I was silent the whole car ride home. Irritated and furious with Zayn, I didn't make a peep. Once we got in the front door, he had had enough of my silence.
"What? What did I say?" He asks and sighs, knowing he's pissed me off.
"Yeah... three months. What the hell does that mean?!"
"I don't know! I didn't know what to say!"
"And you didn't even stick up for me! You already know how I feel about him making those stupid comments but when he comes and attacks me and my job, you sit there and agree with him!"
"You know... every word that comes out of my mouth isn't meant to offend you!"
"You don't have to be so sensitive all the damn time!"
He knows I hate being called that. It's like someone telling me to calm down when I'm angry.
"Yes, you're too fucking sensitive these days!"
"How would you like it if I told him you had been out of work for months?!"
"I would be glad I had someone else who could actually pay the bills!"
"Wow, okay." I scoff. "You can take the couch because I'm not sleeping next to you tonight."
"Why because I said 'yeah... three months'?!"
"No, because you're a jerk!"
^"Good one Isa! What's next? Stupidface?! Real mature."
"Now you're making fun of me telling you off...? So much more mature."
"Whatever, just go to bed."
"You're unbelievable!" I yell walking away.
"Oh, you know it!" I hear him yell from behind me as I was to the bedroom.
While I storm down the hall, I hear his storming footsteps following me.
"You know you are so lucky to have me!" He spits.
"Oh am I?" I snap around.
"Yes, you are! I give you a home, food, luxury, dates... What more could you ask for?!"
"How about love, Zayn?! You don't love me! I know that! So don't act like I'm lucky because you look after me, I have plenty of people who could do that!"
He stands back with a horrific glare on his face.
"Of course I love you, Isa!"
"No, you don't! I can see it on your face. You never have! That's all I ever wanted but I guess that's too much to ask for!"
"You told me you loved me! I told you I loved you! Why can't things go back to the way they were before we got married?"
"The way things were when we were 'dating'? Yeah, because that was so pleasant."
"I thought you loved me!"
"I love you like family, not like a husband. I love you because I'm meant to, not because you've given me reason to. "
I can see it in his eyes when I finish my words. This was news to him, clearly. He had no idea that I didn't love him like I should. It's just so difficult when you have nothing to go from. We were practically forced together. Now we hate each other for agreeing to go through with this.
"Don't say shit like that... it makes all of this worse." He grumbles.
I really shouldn't have said that... fuck, I really shouldn't have said that...
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Sometimes | z.m.Romance
ROMANCE | "Sometimes things change." A marriage arranged to help her start a new life has left Isabelle and Zayn stuck in the middle of a relationship neither of them are enjoying. In the beginning, this marriage wasn't meant to be about love, rathe...