"Why does it always have to end like this Y/N? Every slight disagreement turns into a screaming match," Clark's voice was almost at a yell, really just the right volume to portray his anger and frustration without actually yelling at you.

"Because you are such a control freak I can never do anything on my own so I have to debate with you over whether I can go to the store to get bread!" you however were yelling, and loudly. Usually Clark took pride in making you scream, but this was far less enjoyable than those times.

"You can go if I come along!" Clark shot back, making you roll your eyes as she so obliviously missed the point.

"I want to do it myself Clark, why can't you see that? God sometimes I wish I didn't have to do this everyday. I hate feeling like I have no independence with you, like you are my constant guardian instead of my boyfriend!"

"Well if you feel that way maybe I should just go." Clark suggested, watching your red face and constantly moving hands.

"Really? That's your solution? Just walk away."

"It seems to the only one if you don't even want to be in this relationship anymore." Clark had come to a single conclusion, one you found idiotic and selfish, but one that made perfect sense to him. If you didn't want him having a say in every aspect, you didn't want him having a say what so ever.

"When did I say that?"

"Just now when you said you wanted your independence!" His reasoning was incomprehensible to you, making you growing even more angered at his lack of understanding such a basic concept.

"You know what, fine. Go then, leave! See if I care!" you screamed, hoping inside that he wouldn't take the bait. That he would stop and apologize or at least just say. The argument really didn't mean that much. Not as much as he did.

"I will."