The Kids Aren't Alright | Closed.

Zacky frowned. "I've just been really busy, Elizabeth," he said. "Rae has nothing to do with it. And it isn't all about sex, you know."

"We both could hardly keep our hands to ourselves," Elizabeth stated. "And you being in the studio never got in the way before." She sighed softly as she took a bite of her food. "Can we just forget I said anything," she mumbled. "I'm probably just being overly sensitive."

Zacky frowned. "Stop that," he said sternly. "Sometimes things change. Instead of focusing on the negative, we should focus on the positive. We're still married and happy and we still love each other."

Elizabeth felt a tear slide down her face and quickly wiped it away. "I think I'm going to lay down with Rae in our bed," she mumbled. She put her food away in the fridge and went upstairs and laid down with the baby, cooing at her as she tried not to start crying.

Zacky frowned, sighing heavily. He decided to give Elizabeth some time, and he'd try and talk to her again in the morning. He finished his food and cleaned up everything before he spread out on the couch and turned the TV on.

Elizabeth fell asleep with Rae in her arms, both of them looking peaceful even though Elizabeth's face was now tear stained. She didn't know why she felt so depressed and undesirable to Zack but she did know it started a little while after Rae had been born.

Zacky passed out on the couch with Breaking Bad on in the background, snoring softly. He was totally unaware about how Elizabeth felt and probably wouldn't figure it out unless she told him.

Elizabeth woke up the next morning, feeding and changing Rae's diaper. She set her down in her crib after she put some cartoons on so the baby would be distracted by the sounds so she could clean up the kitchen and make breakfast for Zack.

Zacky woke up when he heard noise in the kitchen, getting up and going in there. "Morning," he murmured.

"Did you sleep well," Elizabeth asked.

"Not really, my neck is killing me," Zacky said.

"I can give Alexis a call and schedule a massage for you," Elizabeth offered.

"I'd much rather have one from you," Zacky said, sliding his arms around her.

"That didn't turn out so well last time," Elizabeth mumbled. "Remember?"

Zacky frowned. "Doesn't mean we can't try again," he said.

Elizabeth shook her head as she pulled away from Zack. "I don't want to hurt you again Zack," she stated.

Zacky grabbed her arm. "Lizzie," he murmured. "Please? I want you to."

Elizabeth pulled her arm away from Zack and shook her head. "I'll go call Alexis."

Zacky frowned. "Forget it," he muttered, walking out of the kitchen and going upstairs.

Elizabeth frowned, upset that she had obviously upset Zack. She finished making breakfast, tears falling down her face as she made a pot of coffee for Zack. Once everything was finished she put it in the oven to stay warm and fed the dogs before she picked up Rae in her arms and held her.