Sometimes I don't remember how the fights start. One moment things are okay and then one mention of cheating or our relationship is brought up and I’m in fear that I'll be getting hit again.
“How do you always manage to bring up me doing something wrong?” Leo asked.
“It’s not hard when you’re always doing things wrong.” I shot back.
“I think you like fighting with me.”
“No, Leo, I hate it. But I also can’t just sit here like a doll while you try to control my life. While you tell me what I have to do. How do you think this is okay?”
“Because I know what’s right for us, Jay. You-you’re confused. You’ve forgotten how much this relationship means to you, so until you remember, I have to keep it intact.”
“What if I don’t want to remember?” I whispered.
“Why would you say that?” He aske
