"Isla, care to explain?" Mrs. Tayler asks looking at our daughter.
"Well, Marie was being mean to me, she called me a nobody and so, to get her back, I put the push-pin in her seat and when she sat down, it got her." Isla explains.
I shake my head at the girl and then look at Niall.
"Well, I'll have a talk with Marie... I think we're going to have to give you detention instead of a warning this time though." Mrs. Tayler says. "You'll return to class and you'll ride the late bus home after your detention is over."
"Yes, Mrs. Tayler." Isla says.
"Anything you care to say Mr. and Mrs. Horan." She asks.
I look at Isla. "You are in big trouble when you get home young lady."
After about ten minutes, we leave.
Niall drives home holding my hand and as we walk through the door, my frustration takes over.
"Niall, this is the second time with Isla." I say. "What are we going to do with her?"
"I'm not quite sure yet," He smirks. "But I know what I'm going to do with you."
He picks me up and walks up the stairs.
"Niall, no!" I say.
Gently he lays me down on the bed, getting on top of me.
"Your frustrated, you always calm down when I do this to you." He says taking off his shirt.
"Niall, not now!" I say.
He shakes his head. "You need to calm down honey." He says.
"Niall! We can't." I say.
"Why not?" He asks looking into my eyes.
"Well...." I say looking off to the side.
"It's your time of the month, isn't it?" He asks.
I sigh. "Uhh, yeah." I say slowly.
He smiles and I know that smile.
I try to get up, but it's no use. His strong arms hold me down.
That smile was a smile that I knew, he was planning to torture me. Planning to make me wanna do it with him.
Truth is, I really wanted to... I mean, I was married to him and had already had three kids with him, it was natural for married couples to do it, but right now, I couldn't, I wouldn't.
Somehow, I escaped from him and he looked as if he'd lost a battle.
I smiled as I walked back down the stairs and into the living room to watch TV.
A/N: OK, please tell me if that was too dirty. I don't really like writing dirty stuff, but please tell me. Thanks!