Author's Note: I couldn't help myself. I had to make a sequel.
Adriana was taking a shower. Jon was in the other room with the kids watching cartoons.
Last night she noticed that when Jon wanted to get close to him, she didn't want to return the love. She just felt out of it. She had just delivered her baby girl Jasmine three weeks ago. Adriana wasn't in the mood for anything really. Luckily it was her and Jon's weekend off. She was craving Pizza Hut.
Adriana stepped out of the shower and dried off. She caught her reflection in the mirror. A few extra pounds had found it's way onto her body.
"Ew," she said quietly. She unwrapped the towel from around her and looked at her body. "I need to shed these pounds pronto."
Adriana got dressed then stepped out of the bathroom. She decided to wear sweatpants and a tank top today. Nothing fancy.
"Hello darling. Come join us," Jon said.
Everyone was on the bed. Jon was holding Jasmine in his arms. She was asleep. Adriana sat next to Jon.
"You okay?" Jon whispered to Adriana.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Why?" Adriana said.
"You don't look okay. Is something bothering you?" Jon asked.
"It's nothing," Adriana said.
"Don't lie to me, Adriana," Jon said.
"Don't call me a liar," Adriana said.
"I didn't call you a liar. I told you to not lie to me," Jon said.
Adriana got back up and walked out of the bedroom. Jon placed Jasmine on the bed and followed Adriana into the hallway.
"You need to talk to me," Jon said. "You've seem distant lately. Talk to me, Adriana."
Adriana looked into her husband's eye. He was legitimately concerned about her.
"I feel fucking fat," Adriana said. "I feel shitty."
"Sorry for contributing to the baby fat you gained," Jon said. "But don't feel that way. You're still beautiful."
"There's no need for you to say sorry. But, ugh...I feel...ugly," Adriana said.
"If you want to, I'll buy you a membership at 24 Hour Fitness," Jon offered.
"Thanks, but..." Adriana's voice trailed off.
Jon hugged her.
"Whatever you decide to do, I'm here okay?" Jon said.
"I know. But...there's something I need to tell you."
"What is it?"
Jon looked into his wife's eyes and grabbed her hand.
"Yesterday, I went to the doctor. They told me I have postpartum depression. That's why I've seem so moody lately and stuff."
"How long does it last?"
"Depends on if I get checked in time," Adriana said.
"You need to get it checked," Jon said. "You have to take care of yourself."
"Soon. I'll do it soon," Adriana said.
Jon kissed Adriana on the forehead.
"I don't want you snapping on me," Jon said. "Because I know you. You'll be ready to snap me in two."
"Jon, I'm going to snap you in two!" Adriana yelled at him.
"What now?" Jon said, irritated. "Don't you start yelling at me dammit."
"I'm gonna yell at you as long as I want to!" Adriana said.
"Keep your voice down!"
"I'm not gonna keep my voice down!"
Jon rubbed his temples.
"Adriana, please do not do this. I have a headache."
"I don't care! Why are there dishes in the sink!?"
"Because you put them there, that's why!"
"You were eating last!"
"Adriana, you ate an hour ago. I ate before you did. Please, calm down."
"Ugh, you're so damn lazy!"
"The hell do you mean I'm lazy?"
"You heard me idiot."
"Don't call me an idiot."
"Idiot. Get up!"
"Adriana-"
"Hush!"
"I'm trying my best not to go off here. But you're pushing me."
Adriana was standing in front of Jon who was sitting on the couch. She slapped him across the face. Jon stared back at her. Now he was pissed.
"I don't care," Adriana said. "I'm tired of cleaning up after you and the kids. You don't appreciate nothing that I do. I've gotten fat. Ugh, nothing's right! Well aren't you gonna say something!?"
"I'm just waiting for you to get everything out of your system," Jon said.
"If you have something to say, just say it," Adriana said.
Jon got up.
"I'm not trying to fight with you again, Adriana. Stop yelling. Stop hitting me. Just stop," Jon said. "Did you get yourself checked?"
"What's it to you?"
"I'm worried about you."
"And why are you worried about me? Since when have you been worried about me?"
"Because you're my fucking wife, Adriana! I want to know what's going on! As your damn husband, I deserve to know!"
"Whatever, Jonathan."
"Don't you fucking whatever me, Adriana."
"Whatever!"
Adriana stormed out.
"Adriana!" Jon said.
He quickly caught up to her and grabbed her arm.
Adriana turned around and hit Jon in the mouth.
Jon slapped Adriana back. He hit her so hard that she had blood in her mouth.
"You bastard!" Adriana said.
"You had it coming," Jon snapped.
Adriana lifted her hand to hit Jon again but Jon grabbed her wrist and pinned her against the wall.
"Let me go!"
"Not until you calm the hell down."
"Let me go, Jonathan!"
"No."
"Ugh! You're so fucking irritating!"
"The pot calling the keetle black, I see."
"The fuck is that supposed to mean!?"
"Once again, you started an argument over nothing."
"I really can't stand you sometimes, you know that?"
"I don't know why. I've been a great husband to you. Apparently, you don't see that."
"You know what?"
"I know what. I know exactly. You're acting like a bitch."
"What did you just call me?"
"A bitch."
This really set Adriana off.
"I hate you!"
"I don't know why you hate me. But okay," Jon said.
"Just let go of me, Jon," Adriana said.
"Your wish is my command," Jon said.
He let go of Adriana and went to grab some sheets from the cupboard.
"Now what are you doing?"
"Since you hate my guts so much, I'm sleeping on the couch," Jon said.
"Prick," Adriana said.
"Bitch," Jon said.
"Don't call me a bitch again," Adriana snapped.
"Bitch," Jon repeated, grabbing some sheets.
He was about to walk past Adriana when she stepped in his way.
"Call me a bitch one more time and I swear, I'm going to fucking hurt you."
"It's not like you haven't hurt me anyway. Bitch."
Jon pushed past her and went back to the couch. He had thrown the sheets on the couch and turned back around when he saw Adriana standing right in front of him again.
"What do you want?" Jon said.
"I want to fucking hit you," Adriana said.
"As usual. Move," Jon said.
Adriana pushed Jon back.
"Don't tell me to move," Adriana said.
Something inside of Jon snapped. Before he knew it, he had punched Adriana in her face.
She had fallen on the floor. She looked up at Jonathan with tears in her eyes.
"I wish you were dead like your father," she said.
Jon glared at Adriana.
"And you're acting like your father. A demon straight from hell, you witch," Jon said.
Jon stepped past Adriana like she didn't exist.
Adriana got up and went to the bathroom to clean herself.
Author's Note: EEEEEEPPPPP!