Don’t Cry Baby

Chapter 16

With Ty away at work in construction, pretending to be Nate all day; he comes home quite tired. I try

and have the house clean by the time he comes home, so that he can come home and relax. Today

was a bit of an off day, I had so much on my mind. That call with Damien just really freaked me out

yesterday, I have been scared to answer calls all day out of fear that he might be on the other line.

All day I have been sitting in the living room staring at last nights supper dishes on the island in the

kitchen. The dishes just seemed so far away in the kitchen. I know I should clean them, I know it will

make him happy and then he'll be happy with me. I don't want him to be angry with me. It is just the

worst when he is mad.

As I sit on the couch alone thinking to myself about how much I should be cleaning those dishes, I hear

a knock at the door that that makes me jump in my seat. I shake off the jitters I get and stand up

walking towards the door. I peek through the small peephole , standing on my front porch is our

neighbor Darcy.

"Hey Darcy, how are the boys?"

"Oh they're rowdier then ever, do not have four kids, especially if the first two pop out boys ...just stop

there." Her eyes crinkle with humor and I smile and move aside so that she can come in.

"So sorry for the mess, it's just one of those days."

"Alaska, that's two plates and some potts, you should see the cyclone I have at home. Don't you even

worry, this is heaven compared to my house." I smile warmly at her and make room for us to sit down

at the dining room table. I grab some wine out of the cupboard because obviously, we can't have girl

talk without some wine.

"God how do you stay looking so damn young, you could pass for eighteen years old."

"Oh hush, I don't look that young." Darcy rolls her eyes and takes a large sip from her wine glass. I

wouldn't say she's a heavy drinker but she can finish a full glass of red wine in three sips. Having four

boys at home really get's to her. Her husband also lost his job and I have been telling her to go talk to

"Nate" because I'm sure he can set him up with something. I think they're a little embarrassed and don't

want to take handouts.

"Has Charles had any luck finding a new job?"

"He's had a few interviews but, nothing has stuck. We're getting a little bit desperate to be perfectly

honest. Charles is gonna call Nate later tonight and ask him about a job. I can see it on his face when

he talks about that he really doesn't want to but we really need it."

"I completely understand Darcy." I smile reassuringly at her and we continue talking and laughing for

the rest of the afternoon.

She finally goes back home to her "cyclone" as she calls it and I turn to get ready to clean up. Just as

I'm about the turn the water on to fill our sink because Ty decided not to install the dishwasher, I hear

his keys rattling in the lock. A shiver goes down my spine and I bite my bottom lip hard enough I taste

blood in my mouth.

"Hey baby doll how was your...you haven't cleaned up?" The tone of his voice changes at the end my

breath catches in my throat, I feel my palms get sweaty.

"I...it was just a weird day and Darcy just came over and we had a little chat. I was just about to do

them babe I swear." he walks towards me, his work clothes covered in all sorts of things, drywall dust

clings to his hair and face. The closer her gets the more I can smell the wood and plaster on his skin.

He gets in my face, so close I can see the pupils in his eyes darken.

"Ashley...I did not find this beautiful house, work my hands to the bone every day just so you can leave

it looking like this. You can't just sit around doing nothing all day." He grabs a fist full of hair as I try to

look away and pulls my face towards him so that I am forced to look him in the eyes.

"Clean this up and make me dinner, don't ever look away from me when I am speaking to you again."

With that he lets go of me and stalks off to our bedroom. He doesn't hit me anymore but sometimes he

gets a little bit angry. I flinch if he moves too fast, I am ust waiting for him to get angry enough to hurt

me again.

I brush my hair down and start doing the dishes before I start to cook supper. A tear rolls down my

cheek as I'm filling the sink and I wipe it away with my forearm. Not able to wipe my eyes with my

hands because I have gloves on. I reach for one of the plates to put it in the sink and it slips form my

gloved fingers and falls to the floor with a crash. The glass shatters , flying across the floor.

"Shit." God this is just great, he's already pissed at me for not doing the dishes and now I'm breaking

them. I pull off my gloves and set them down on the counter. I bend down to pick the glass up and feel

some of it slice into my skin.

"Fuck." The blood seeps from my finger dropping down my wrist and tangle around my forearm. I hold

my finger trying to stop the blood and I stand up and step towards the skin. I turn the water on and

rinse my arm, watching the red swirl around and down the drain. I back away from the sink and walk

towards the stairs, I walk up the stairs and turn into the guest bathroom. I bend over and rummage

through the cupboard to find the first first aid kit we keep in here. I pull out the first aid kit and find the

bandages, after wrapping my fingers up I put the first aid kit back into the cupboard. I take a slow

breath to calm myself down and walk out of the bathroom. I stop dead in my tracks as I run into Ty

standing outside the bathroom.

"Jesus , you scared me."

"What did you do?" He grabs my hand, his voice changing from the anger it was filled only moments

ago.

"It's nothing I just dropped a plate and cut myself with the glass. I'm fine." He let's my finger drop and

caresses my face. He bends down and places a kiss gently on my lips twice before standing back

upright still looking deeply in my eyes.

"Come on baby doll, I'll help you finish dishes and then we can just order in."

I grin and take his hand. We walk downstairs and into the kitchen. He helps me clean up the glass and

we finish the dishes. He leaves the room and calls to order us a pizza, he comes back into view with a

grin.

He walks over to me , pinning me between him and the counter. I lift my arms up and wrap them

around his neck pulling him down towards my lips. I kiss him instantly giving him access to explore my

mouth with his tongue. He bites my bottom lip and lifts me up onto the counter. I grin into the kiss and

wrap my legs around his waist. He lifts my shirt up and over my head before looking down at the push

up bra I chose to wear today.

"Oh, the one I bought you." He reaches up and cups both my breasts in his hand, his eyes darken. "I'm

sorry for being such an asshole when I walked in baby, you know how tired I get at work."

"I know baby, it's okay just kiss me." He grins and brings my lips to his, kissing me deeply. I take his

shirt off and he lifts me up taking me to the dining room table and lays me down. He pulls my pants

down and drops them to the floor. I hear his zipper and feel him move my underwear to the side before

pushing himself inside of me.

I call out enjoying the feeling of him deep inside me. Just as he's about to lift me and move us to the

couch the doorbell rings.

"Oh for fuck sakes, our pizza." He pulls his underwear up over his hard on and I lift my hand towards

my mouth with a giggle. He turns back towards me with humor in his eyes before walking towards the

door.

I watch his exchange with the pizza guy and I can't help but laugh. The pizza guy blushes a bright

crimson as he hands the box over to Ty. Ty hands him a tip before backing away and shutting the door.

Once the door is shut , Ty sets the pizza on the counter and comes back towards me.

"Now where were we." I press my hand to his chest stopping him.

"Oh no no, the pizza is here."

"What! you're really choosing pizza over all of this?" He puts his hand over his heart dramatically.

I giggle and walked towards the pizza box sitting on the counter. I open it up and take a large greasy

piece of pepperoni, I bite into it enjoying the cheesy and sauce.

"You look more satisfied after a bite of pizza then you do after sex."

"Maybe pizza satisfies me more then you."

"Oh no, you did not just say that to me" He walks over , lifting me over his head , and onto his shoulder.

"Oh my god, put me down right now." He laughs but makes no move to put me down.

"Hell no baby doll, I am going to prove to you that I am much more satisfying then a damn piece of

pizza." I giggle uncontrollably until we get to our bedroom.

He throws me onto our bed and slides my legs open. I feel his fingertips brush against the soft skin of

my inner thigh. I shiver as he pulls my panties down, tossing them to the side of the room somewhere.

Just as he's about to, "show me how satisfying he is", his phone rings.He growls knowing it could be

work and reaches for his phone sitting on the bedside table where he'd left it after getting home from

work.

"God damnit, with all these interruptions the pizza really is better." He grumbles as he looks down at

the phone.

I giggle and sit up watching him with his phone. He looks down at the caller id and rolls his eyes before

pressing the green accept button. He holds the phone to his ear as he sits slumped over at the end of

the bed.

I take the time while he's on the phone to admire the muscles forming in his back from the hours at

work. The scars I have always been so curious about seem more prominent in his skin. I lean closer

and trace my fingers along the longer scars and feel him shiver slightly and pull away. I press a kiss to

his shoulder and he relaxes against me while still on the phone.

Not really paying attention to the phone call I catch the end of it.

"For sure man, you can just come down to the warehouse with me in the morning. I'll pick you up on

the way by."

Another voice of a man can be heard on the other end agreeing to what Ty just said. NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

"Okay see you then." Ty hangs up the phone and places it back on the bed side table.

"Was that Charles?"

'Yep, and he has terrible timing." I giggle and he stands up looking down at me.

"That's great that you are helping him out."

"Yep, now time to satisfy you better than any pepperoni ever could."