Carol Young shook him awake and demanded, "I've been calling you for days, but your phone's been off. What's going on?"
Marlon Marshall had lost money gambling last night and was in a foul mood. He slapped her hard across the face. "Are you fucking asking for a beating? I'll turn my phone off whenever I damn well please. Who are you to question me?"
Carol Young was stunned.
When she recovered, she started to sob. "Why did you hit me? I was only asking."
Marlon Marshall lay back down, his eyes closed. "What do you want from me?"
"Marlon, are you breaking up with me?"
"What is it already!"
"I'm out of money." With that one sentence, she made it clear she was there to ask for cash.
"What's you being out of money got to do with me? I'm not made of money. Ever since I got with you, you've basically ruined my life! If it weren't for you, would I have gotten divorced? And you still have the nerve to ask me for money? Who am I supposed to go to for cash?!"
