Taylor Alison Swift and you got married last year and there relationship was never considered healthy by any means. The constant media attention and publicity just added more conflict to the already flawed relationship between them. When they were together, they fought and either ended up having sex and somehow fixing their problems for a millisecond with physical touch or they yelled for hours until they got tired and slept on opposite sides of there shared bed. Or they were just on opposite sides of the country for work. But it went too far tonight, when you got into a fight with a guy at a store for looking at Taylor and walking up and flirting with her, she just seemed very mad at you for fighting, especially now that your nose was bleeding. Security kicked the two of them out and Taylor was fuming as she dragged you to the car, the car ride was silent as Taylor would occasionally pass you a tissue for your nose but that was it. You get home to the spacious mansion you both live in together, she slams her bag down on the table next to the door. “ Go take a shower and get the blood of you, we’ll talk after, “ she says, massaging the bridge of her nose.