Miley's POV

'Hey babe wanna go to grab a drink at the bar with the rest of us?'

I turned around looking over at my peeps standing behind me. I checked my phone…and then looked at the empty road leading into the driveway.

He's late again.

'Yea what the hey'

We got to the bar as I ordered rounds after rounds. My peeps were getting wasted in this 40 square metres red vintage bar. I looked down at my phone as I saw the many missed calls im getting from Liam. I really hate my life…my friends are all living off me…none of them gives a shit about me they just want my presence…or maybe just my wallet and the stinky paps. And my husband…I don't even know where to begin…

I foot the bill and left without saying a word. I walked around the neighbourhood soaking in some peace when I finally headed back to my place. I walked in and there he was…at the couch, pissed. I knew something bad was heading my way. I could almost see a dark cloud above him…I dropped my keys and headed to the stairs when he broke the silence.

'Where in the world were you?'

I sat on the steps and looked at him while he walked, more like stomped over to me

'I told you we are suppose to have dinner with my brother today…do you I had to cover up for your ass?'

'I was there; you weren't, so I left'

'You couldn't wait? I am the one that is picking you up…what gives you the authority to stand me up!'

'I was there for 40 minutes and just to be clear, that thing you're driving, is mine…what gives you the authority?!'

'We are married and you are claiming property?'

'Everything under this roof and including the roof is mine. What have you contributed other than your presence?'

'Where were you tonight?'

'I don't want to fight'

'Were you with Nick?'

'I was with my friends you jackass…why does everything comes down to him?!'

'Don't you pretend like you guys are clean…I knew something was up the minute you invited him to our wedding'

'I invited his family because they treated me like im their daughter'

'More like daughter in law'

'Seriously, I don't want to talk about this now. You can have the house'

I grabbed my car keys and walked right out of the house hopped on and drove to one of my beach houses about 10 miles out and intending to crash there for the night. Just as I was deleting my missed call list, a familiar name called my eye...as I dialled back…

The Phone Call

M 'Hey you called?'

N 'Yea. Its almost 4am why are you still up?'

M 'Can't Sleep'

N 'So how's your married life?'

M 'Sucks big time'

N 'Miles we need to talk'

M 'Alright shoot'

N 'No not like that…we need to talk face-to-face'

M 'Im not sure that's such a good idea…'

N 'I promise its just going to be us talking'

M 'Alright fine…I am at my beach house'

N 'Shells?'

M 'Yea you and your fancy name for it'

N 'I'll be there at 9'