Troy was laying down on the couch after a full day of practice and he was totally beat, all he wanted to do was lay there and do nothing and just rest but there was many things for him to do around the house. He glanced at the clock on the television and noticed that it was five thirty, his wife of a year and a half would be walking through that door any minute and he began to brace himself for the wrath of Gabriella because he had done nothing that she had asked him to do when he got home. There were baby toys splayed out everywhere, there were bottles piling up in the sink and their laundry was spilling out of their hamper and no way was Troy going to get out of the major trouble he was going to be in. He closed his eyes extremely tight trying not to look at his wife's face when he heard the door open but he couldn't close his ears enough to resist the yell of her, "Damit Troy!"

He just laid there trying to make it seem like he wasn't there but she wasn't stupid she walked over to the back of the couch and looked down to see his husband, "I ask you to do one dam thing and you just ignore me and just take a nap. Troy when will you realize that I can't do this all by myself, I work all day and when I'm not at work I am working here, lesson plans cant write themselves and I need you to start pulling your weight around here; we have a baby Troy," she said lifting up Portland's car seat with a four month old little girl sleeping soundly through her mother's yelling, "and I can't do everything for her by myself. I know that you have practice all the time and you are trying to impress your new label and stuff and I get that but you're her father and you're my husband you have a job here too."
Troy stood up, "I know that Gabriella but I'm just really tired and I need a break. It won't fucking kill anyone to just wait a few more hours to get everything done. You are making everything so much more difficult then it should, and don't even try to even make it sound like I never help you out with Portland because you know that I love that little girl to death and I do everything I can for her so don't even. Not everything has to be perfectly spotless all the time; it's alright to leave it for a little while. Just let it go."
Gabriella carefully put Portland down before she turned back to her husband this time with a few tears starting to become visible in her eyes, "I have let it go, as you say, for the last two times I've asked you to help out and now I'm tired of just letting it go Troy. This isn't just my place it's ours and I know that a lot of the time you don't really care what it looks like but I do care and I don't want my daughter being raised in a pig sty. We're married Troy that means that we are in everything together and we learn to understand the other's aversions to mess. I just want you to listen to me it's not that hard, if you just do what I asked you then I wouldn't be standing here yelling at you."
"You would be yelling at me no matter if I did it or not, you would always find something that I did wrong, you just like to yell at me for no reason. I should have listened to Mike you are a Bitch," once those words came out of his mouth he knew that it was wrong and he really didn't mean it.

Gabriella didn't say anything; she just picked up her coat and keys and walked towards the door, slamming it as hard as she could as she left. Troy grabbed his basketball and threw it at the wall out of frustration. He really didn't mean to hurt her, they were just words but they were so much more than that and he was now beating himself up for it; he loves his wife with all his heart but lately they just seemed to be at each other's throats. It was the beginning of the basketball season and Troy had been so busy lately practicing for his team, the LA Lakers; whereas Gabriella had just gotten her full teaching job as a high school math teacher and she was busy writing lesson plans and making test and they both were trying to balance their jobs with their four month old little girl, it is all just too much to handle sometimes. They both seemed to just take their stress out on each other, they couldn't even remember the last time they were even sitting together to watch a movie let alone being together to show how much they love each other.

"WAAAAHHHH," he heard from his little girl once the ball hit the wall. He rubbing his forehead and took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down before he walked over to his daughter who was whaling at the top of her lungs as she was still strapped in her car seat. Troy bent down and began to carefully opening Portland's seat buckle and as she continued to cry Troy started crying as well; he knew that this was probably what Gabriella was doing right now too. He lifted the crying baby out of the seat and cradled her in his arms trying to get her to stop crying but it wasn't working, "Shhhh Portland please stop, Daddy didn't mean to scare you please," he said wiping away his own tears. He danced around a little bit before he gave up and sat down on the couch still holding his little girl in his hand and he just began bawling. It was as if Portland knew that her father was crying because once she heard him start to cry about as hard as she was she stopped and looked up at him with questioning eyes, "Wabaah," she said to him.

It took Troy a few seconds before he realized that Portland had stopped crying, he wiped away the tears that were resting on his cheeks and smiled when he saw her looking up at him with her crystal blue eyes, when he smiled she did.

"Portland sweetheart Daddy messed up," Troy said then placed a kiss on her head, "Daddy said something really stupid to Mommy but Daddy didn't mean any of it but what I said hurt Mommy's feelings really bad and I don't know if she will ever forgive me," he paused a second, "You know sometimes grown ups say things that they don't really mean, I don't know why we do but I want you to know that I love your mom so much and I would be nothing without her. Did you know that I feel in love with Mommy the first time I saw her when she came to my school, everyone was making fun of Mommy and Auntie Hannah but when I saw her that day I feel in love with her, I even remember what she was wearing, she had on this black hoodie sweatshirt and she had this dark blue necklace that shimmered in the sun light and she had on these really dark blue jeans which at first glance I thought were black but then when she stood outside at lunch I saw that they were blue, but the one thing I remember the most are her dark chocolate eyes they are so beautiful. Well I guess my point is that I love her and I would never mean to hurt her, but I guess I have," he closed his eyes to try to keep his tears from flowing freely from his eyes, "I don't know what to do Portland, what should I do. I don't want to lose her. But I'm afraid that even if I beg and plead that she wont want to put up with me anymore, why didn't I just do what Mommy asked, if I did then I wouldn't be so scared now," he took a deep breath, "I love her too much to loose her. Just remember do everything Mommy asks, she knows best."

"Yes I do," he heard from behind him, Troy hastily turned around and saw his wife standing there wiping away her tear stained eyes. He quickly stood up gave Portland a kiss on the head and put her in her play pen before he walked over to Gabriella and grabbed her hands and held them even though she tried to resist, "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean any of it. I don't know what came over me. I knew I should do all the things you told me to do and I know I should help out and there is no excuse why I didn't do it. If I was you I would yell at me too. I love you too much please don't leave me, I didn't mean any of it."

Gabriella swiftly turned to look into his eyes, "I would never leave you Troy. Just because you were being an ass doesn't mean that I don't love you with all of my heart. You want to know where I stormed off to, the porch is where. I sat there for all of ten seconds then quietly came back in and stood here and watched you and Portland."

"Did you hear everything I said to her," he asked.

"Yep all of it, I can't believe you remember what I was wearing my first day. A little stalker-ish don't you think," she teased as she stepped closer to her husband and gave him a kiss on the cheek, "Did you actually mean everything you just said?"

"I said it to Portland didn't I," he said with a smile pulling Gabriella closer until their bodies were touching.

"I love you with all my heart too, and I promise to not be such a nag. I know that I need to calm down about certain things. But I can't make any promises," she smiled then stood on her tippy toes to connect her lips to his.

"Haha very funny," he said muffled by his wife's lips.

The stood there for a long while just showing each other that they really loved each other using their lips as communication. The only time they parted is when air became a necessity but once they took a short breath they were back at it again.

"Bawahaba," they heard from behind them, they broke away and laughed and walked over to Portland who was standing in her play pen holding onto the rail.

"Is some one over here jealous," Troy asked, they both smiled when they heard Portland laugh and jump around a bit, "Okay I'll give you kisses too," Troy said picking her up and then he gave her a bunch of sloppy kisses all over her face.

Troy, Gabriella and Portland sat down on the couch all together and played with Portland and shared what they did during the day and by eleven that night he had his two favorite girls laying on him on the couch asleep.

SO WHAT DID YOU THINK? WHAT TIME SHOULD I DO NEXT?

HANNAH