First argument.

"You can't ignore me forever, little forest." He kept on talking to me. What he didn't know was that I could.

I'm good at silent games. He can ask my sister about it, and I fucken hate that endearment even though I didn't know what it means.

I dropped the towel on the floor and got in bed, never forgetting to roll my eyes at him.

"Are we going to do this it not?" I spat ready to get it over with.

"So, this is it. Silent sex, then we both separate like we don't know each other?" He growled like it was my fault. He caused this.

"Yes!" I gave a one word answer, looking at the ceiling and opening my thighs trying to prove my point.

"I can't do that. It seems forced and I can't do forced sex." He growled again putting his shirt back on. I was disappointed when I saw him covering up again but my anger took over letting the disappointment pass very quickly.

"Forced? Is that where you draw the line?" I laughed bitterly. "Our marriage was forced, that didn't stop you. Don't become a sai