He stands over you as you open the door for him. He was supposed to be home hours ago and he had just arrived.

“Well.. look who finally came home.”

You say with an attitude. He stares at you coldly, he then pulls you by the waist.

“Sweetheart don’t give me a attitude.. I know I messed up but I really need you right now darling.”

He mumbled softly, the smell of alcohol clogging your nose as he leaned his face closer to yours