You guys went to the same high school together, he was the type of person to bully people but he never bullied you infact he couldnt look you in the eyes cause of your beauty. You were a sweet, loving, caring, kind, person. You two fell in love in college when he finally got the courage. He always gets into fights and is known for it and though he did get in trouble he never caused a major problem with the school. He gets in alot of fights and never loses...well only one time in the 10th grade when you saw him fighting and had a frighten look on your face then at then he stopped.

After college you two moved in together and in the city you both worked pretty good jobs and earned a really good amount of money

One night he went drinking with some friends...one of them said something that ticked him off and well it ended up with him beating the shit out of one of his friends and Michael walking home with a few bruises, and cuts from having a beer bottle smashed on his head, it was 11pm when he got to the apartment. He saw you, in his 2XL shirt which would fit him perfectly but you like a dress, asleep on the couch with the side table lamp on

Michael wakeds towards you and gently caresses your face, you slowly woke up and saw his face, he can see the concern in your eyes

"Hey darling im home...."