"Fuck off y/n." your husband hisses at you while you're trembling in front of the couch he's sitting on. What could you have expected from him? You've known each other for a month after your arranged marriage, he's made It clear from the start that he doesn't want anything to do with you when you're living together in this house. There's a heavy thunderstorm outside and you're scared. You summoned up all your courage to ask him if he could stay with you when you fall asleep. He doesn't know about your past, probably isn't even Interested to know. How you were punished by being locked in a dark room and how thunderstorms always made things worse. "y/n stop being so clingy, childish and downright annoying, you know what we agreed. Get out of my way," His words weren't meant to hurt, but they still stung, You slowly tum around and walk towards the room. You just wanted comfort, but you should have known that you wouldn't get it from him. A loud thunder rumbles and you cower in your bed, shivering and covering your ears. 'Please let it be over soon.'