86: Yvette

"Don't go to work today." He tightens his grip around my middle when the alarm woke me up.

I push his hand off me but he's not letting me go, instead he asserts another order, "Stay home today."

"I will if you tell me the supermarket is yours." This cashier needs to make ends meet.

He sighs which makes me push his hand again, and this time I managed to free my body to reach out for my phone and hit snooze.

I don't remember what time did we finally sleep last night because we continued fucking from the couch in the living room to the wall of our bedroom and finally, on the bed itself.

Instead of sleeping in and hit snooze countless times, being lazy and all about going to work, today I actually look forward to leaving this place at the first snooze.

I need to get away from him.

"Why are you so stubborn," he pulls me to the bed again and this time hovering over me as his way to forbid me from leaving.

"I don't want to see you." I blurt out the truth. Because I'm done lying.

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