Today was another one of those days. One of those days where a fight would break out over something small and inconvenient.

You were sitting on the couch in Trevor's trailer where the both of you lived together, watching whatever was playing on the TV. Trevor barged into the room, complaining about you not buying something that he asked you to when you went grocery shopping.

The argument lasted for what felt like hours despite only being about ten minutes. Sucdenly, a sharp slap lands across your cheek. You shut up. He's never put his hands on you like that before.