"Why do you make me do that?" Mark screamed pushing Serena up against the car. "I...I..." Serena said starting to cry. "Answer me!" he screamed again. "I..." Serena could not speak for her crying. "Your still doing it!" he continued. "I didn't mean to Mark but I," she started. "You shut the hell up!" he screamed thrusting his fist into her stomach. It hurt so much, he had never hit her that hard before. "Get in that car Serena," he said. Sweat was dripping from his black hair; he was in rage and would not stop until she did as he said. "Get in the car!" he screamed as she opened the door and crawled into the passenger's side.
"Why do you make me do this?" he screamed, "why? Answer me!" She sat there staring out the window. "Look at me when I talk to you!" he said slapping her across the face. "Fine!" he screamed turning out the car saying curse words under his breath.
When they got back to the house he pulled her into their bedroom and slung her down on bed. "Answer me," he screamed. The room was dark, the blinds closed, no lights on, and the queen-sized bed with the floral comforter seemed firmer than ever. She started crying harder, "I'm sorry Mark, it's my fault, I'm sorry!" she said between tears. "Your damn right it's your fault!" He grabbed her left hand and slung her into the bathroom. "You stay in here until you ARE sorry and then you can come out!" he said slamming the door shut and locking it.
He laid down on the bed and lit a cigarette, "Who dose she think she is?" he said to him self as he blew out smoke. "She is so childish," he said loud enough so that she could hear him while she was crying. "Mark?" Serena said lightly. "Shut up!" he screamed turning on the T.V. "But Mark I wanted to-" Mark sat up, "I SAID SHUT THE HELL UP!" he screamed throwing the remote into the wall.
The phone started to ring. "Mark are you going to answer the phone?" Serena said from the locked bathroom. "Are you going to answer my question?" he screamed, "you see what you make me do?" "Mark I'm sorry, please forgive me!" she said. He got up and went to the living room and turned on his rock music so loud that the walls shook, "Sorry Serena, I can't hear you!"
"Why do you make me do this?" he screamed, "why? Answer me!" She sat there staring out the window. "Look at me when I talk to you!" he said slapping her across the face. "Fine!" he screamed turning out the car saying curse words under his breath.
When they got back to the house he pulled her into their bedroom and slung her down on bed. "Answer me," he screamed. The room was dark, the blinds closed, no lights on, and the queen-sized bed with the floral comforter seemed firmer than ever. She started crying harder, "I'm sorry Mark, it's my fault, I'm sorry!" she said between tears. "Your damn right it's your fault!" He grabbed her left hand and slung her into the bathroom. "You stay in here until you ARE sorry and then you can come out!" he said slamming the door shut and locking it.
He laid down on the bed and lit a cigarette, "Who dose she think she is?" he said to him self as he blew out smoke. "She is so childish," he said loud enough so that she could hear him while she was crying. "Mark?" Serena said lightly. "Shut up!" he screamed turning on the T.V. "But Mark I wanted to-" Mark sat up, "I SAID SHUT THE HELL UP!" he screamed throwing the remote into the wall.
The phone started to ring. "Mark are you going to answer the phone?" Serena said from the locked bathroom. "Are you going to answer my question?" he screamed, "you see what you make me do?" "Mark I'm sorry, please forgive me!" she said. He got up and went to the living room and turned on his rock music so loud that the walls shook, "Sorry Serena, I can't hear you!"