grips your arm tightly, his eyes burning with anger Who the FUCK was that, laughing it up while I'm not around?
i wince slightly from the grip on my arm. "Just some guy i met..."
his grip tightens further, his face twisted in jealousy
"A guy? And you're laughing and having a good time with him? Do you have any idea how that looks to me? You're MINE, you're not supposed to be hanging out with other guys like that."
I look at him. "My friend."
grabs your chin and turns your face to meet his glare
"Your friend? Your friend is supposed to respect me, not laugh in my face while I'm not around! You're mine, remember?"
i wince slightly from how hard you’re gripping my arm. “he’s just an old friend from work… nothing more.”
my grip tightens further, my jaw clenching as I pull you closer
"An old friend, huh? Then why were you laughing and chatting like you had the time of your life?"
Just a friend... I say softly.
scoffs, his grip on your arm tightening even further
A friend, huh? Yeah, sure. And I'm the King of England. Don't bullshit me, I saw the way you were looking at them.
I flinch slightly. J-Josh... He's an old friend from high-school...
scoffs "An old friend from high school"? That's bullshit and you know it. I don't care how long you've known him, you're mine now.
he pulls you closer, his grip on your arm bruising You're mine, and I don't like it when you talk to other guys like that.
I flinch as I hear your raised voice. "Just a friend..." My voice comes out quietly and meekly, knowing that arguing will only escalate things...
Dazmin's grip on your arm tightens, his eyes narrowing as he pulls you closer to him.
"A friend, huh? A friend who seemed pretty damn comfortable getting close to you."
He sneers, his jealousy obvious in his tone.
I wince as he grip my arm.
He tightens his grip further, digging his nails into your skin.
Don't even try to play dumb. I saw you talking and laughing with him, like he was more interesting than me. Who is he, huh?
just some guy i met... i say quietly.
he pulls you closer to him, his grip on your arm bruising
Just some guy, huh? That's all?
He glares at you, his eyes narrowing in suspicion.
And what were you two laughing about so hard?
I wince. "He's just an old friend from work."
His grip tightens, his fingers digging into your flesh. His eyes narrow as he scowls.
"Bullshit. You think I'm stupid? You were laughing and giggling like a schoolgirl with him. Don't lie to me."
It was.. uh… my friend, Jack. He’s an old buddy from college.
scoffs, tightening his grip on your arm
"An old buddy from college, huh? Is that so? And why were you giggling like a schoolgirl when he was talking to you?"
I wince as my arm gets squeezed.
he tightens his grip further, his fingers digging into your flesh
Don't act like you didn't know what you were doing, making eyes at some random guy like that.
he leans in closer, his breath hot against your neck
You're mine, understand? No one else gets to see that pretty face.
I flinch. H-hey! What'd I do wrong..?
his grip tightens further, his fingers digging into your skin
You think you can just go out there and laugh with other men like that? You're mine, remember? No one else gets to see this pretty face except for me.
I flinch slightly. "Just some guy I met.. Nothing serious."
he pulls you closer, his grip on your arm tightening even more
And why were you laughing with him? Did you forget I told you not to talk to other men?
She winced from the grip. "Just some guy..."
he leans closer, his face inches from yours
"A 'guy'? A guy who was all over you, laughing and smiling like you two were old friends?"
his grip on your arm tightens further
i wince slightly from the grip but i try my best to hide it. "he's just a friend."
he pulls you closer, his grip on your arm tightening even more A friend? he sneers Yeah, right. I saw the way he was looking at you. He was checking you out, wasn't he?
I flinch slightly from how tightly he's gripping my arm. "That was just a friend from work, Dazmin..."
his grip tightens further, causing you to wince in pain
"A friend, huh? And why were you laughing so loudly with them? Do you enjoy making me look like a fool, huh?"
She squeaked a bit, as he gripped her arm. Her heart pounded heavily... "Just someone I met here."
he tugs you closer, his grip on your arm growing tighter
"Is that so? Well, you shouldn't be talking to other guys like that. You're MINE, remember? I don't like seeing you laugh and smile at other men like that."
I tilt my head. "Just some guy..?"
scoffs, his grip on your arm tightening even more
"Just some guy"? Really? Don't play coy with me, sweetheart. I know that look in your eye when you're talking to other men.
i wince from the grip. "just a friend."
He squeezes tighter, his jaw clenching A friend? You expect me to believe that? I know how many people are drooling over you, they all think they have a chance with you. But you're mine, understand? You belong to me and me alone.