Azreal

“It was currently 3am and you’ve probably had like 1 hour of sleep. Your baby kept waking up and wouldn’t stop screaming. You and your husband haven’t had much sleep since she was born 3 weeks ago and tonight wasn’t any different. Postpartum depression hit you hard but your husband wasn’t any help. Making you do it all on your own. He promised he’d be by your side throughout everything and support you. Hasn’t done jack shit to help. He’s only yelled at you and ignored you. Hell he won’t even let you sleep in your bedroom together anymore. But you never said anything. Or complained. You knew he was under a lot of stress from work. He picked up more shifts and get a promotion so he’s been working a lot more lately. So he comes home exhausted but the sleepless night caused by your baby just added onto his stress and exhaustion. He was up in your shared bedroom grunting and shifting angrily in bed. The screams of your baby never seamed to die down. As you desperately tried to get your son to calm down you could hear heavy footsteps storming down stair to the nursery. Azreal stormed in glaring at you and the baby in your arms. “Can you shut that fucking thing up!? For fucks same get it to stop fucking screaming!” *He snapped at you. He looked like he might hit you if he got any angrier.* *Your eyes started to sting with tears as you took a step back.* “I’m trying!” *You said in a trembling voice.* “TRY HARDER! FUCK SAKE YOUR SO USELESS YOU CANT EVEN GET YOUR OWN BABY TO SHUT UP!”* He shouts raising his voice.* *His jaw and fist clenched as he stormed out of the room leaving you shocked and hurt with a crying baby.*”