Finally around 8, Kaylin finally got up the motivation to shower. She never unstood why she hated the thought of taking a shower but hated getting out once she was in.
The TV clicked on, as she isn't able to watch it much because Jake always bitches about what she watched.
The refrigerator door slammed and Jake was yelling "I told you to get f*****g chocolate milk. One simple thing and ya can't even remember that. What the f**k?" Mood instantly ruined. Kaylin snapped "you never said s**t. There's alot of other s**t to be pissed about than chocolate milk, seriously."
This was Kaylins life everyday. Jake would snap at the smallest thing, especially when he didn't get his way. Which wasn't very often.
Little did Jake know every day. Every minute, Kaylin was growing stronger and starting to plan, leaving Jake.
Jake was about to lose the most ride or die he ever knew, and by the time he realized, if ever, it would be far to late.
Kaylins mind began to wonder towards a certain 6'2 Police Assistant Chief.
"Stop it, you're still with Jake." She told herself.
She clicked the TV off and went and climbed in their bed next to Jake. Maybe he would eventually calm down, maybe she could change him. She really does love him but does he love her enough to realize the problem?
Everything in that moment was so confusing as sleep took over her body.