I Will Not Kiss You.

I let out a heavy sigh as I pulled into my driveway. The lights were on inside, which meant Jamia was waiting up to start yelling at me.

Great.

I slowly got out and went to the door.

I felt like I should just go back to my car and go to Mikey's house. That's where I wanted to be. Not at my house were my wife will scream at me.

I want to be with my Mikey.

No he's not mine.

"Frank?" Jamia asked pulling me out of my thoughts

I looked at her to see three different things written on her face.

Anger, concern and a little bit of happiness.

"Yeah?" I mumbled as I pasted her.

"Why don't you look at me when I'm talking to you?" She hissed at me.

I whirled around to look at her. "Look! I'm finally listening to you!" I yelled.

She glared at me for a long time. "Get out... now. Frank, just get out." She gritted her teeth.

I stormed out of the house.