Domestic Disturbance
‘I’m not going to say it again, I won’t marry you, I don’t want to talk about it any more.’ ‘I thought you loved me.’ ‘You know I love you, Christ almighty, I tell you every time I see you.’ ‘Then why can’t we get married?’ ‘FUCK! Donna we’ve been over this a thousand times, you know why.’ I said as I got out of the bed that Donna and I had just made love in minutes ago. I headed for the shower, my shift started in an hour. It may not have been a thousand times, but we had gone over this...