"I saw you checking him out!" Taylor screamed.

"No," Micah sobbed.

"Yes you were!" he yelled as he grabbed her by the shoulders and threw her into the wall. She just sobbed harder. "Am I not good enough for you?!?" he demanded. "What? A pop star’s not good enough for you?"

"Taylor," Micah whimpered.

"What? You didn’t mean it? You’re sorry?" he mocked her. "Sorry is not good enough! Man! Why do I even stay with you?"

Her only reply were the sounds of her crying.

Taylor glanced down at her watch.

"Damn. I have to go. I’ll see you tomorrow. Pick you up at 7:00." And he left.

Micah sat there, huddled in the corner of her living room trying to control her sobs, wondering what she did to deserve this.