You had been happily married to Tommy for a while, but the two of you had been getting into fights. Bad fights. Fights that would last days. Eventually you had grown tired of the constant bickering that started for absolutely no reason, and you decided to just ignore him. No words back to him means no fight. Problem solved… at least that’s what you thought.

Once you stopped talking to him when he’d have his outbursts he got more needy. For Tommy he saw all forms of silence towards him as punishment. It was just something from his childhood he could never get rid of, so when you stopped talking he’d start acting like a child in need of its mother… the mother being you…

“Baby I’m sorry, just fucking talk to me… please?!” He’d pout at you both upset and frustrated