grasps your arm Leave it be, Anastasia. Keep it down. Gotta stay quiet.
looks at him do whatever you want to me...just not up here
laughs coldly Not up here? You think I don't know what goes through that pretty little head of yours? You think I don't know how much you hate me?
Well, news flash, sweetheart, you're stuck with me now. No way out.
pulls away from him I don't even know why we are up here anymore Andrew
his eyes narrow and he takes a step closer to you
What do you mean? We're up here because we want to be alone together. You're the one who keeps complaining about us being seen in public.
yanks arm away why do we have to be quiet?
scoffs Can't you just listen for once? You're being annoying. We have to be quiet so no one hears us up here.
Anastasia winced at the grip on her arm but nodded. "Okay...I'm sorry."
he loosens his grip slightly, but still keeps a hold on your arm
Don't apologize. Just keep it down. People are watching. You don't want anyone to know about us, remember?
swallows hard, nodding slowly Okay... okay, I'll keep quiet.
he looks around, checking for anyone watching Good girl. Can't have anyone seeing us up here. he pulls you closer
Now, tell me, who have you been talking to? Who have you been sharing our business with?
I look at him confused but I nod
he sighs in relief, loosening his grip on your arm
You gotta stop being so damn loud, all the time. People are talking, whispering, wondering what's going on between us.
nods slowly looking up at him from the cornered position
his grip on your arm remains firm as he steps closer, towering over you
You know I don't like it when you speak up like that. You've got to learn your place, babygirl.
I keep my mouth shut and look at him knowing that I did nothing wrong but he always thinks I do
he scowls at you
You know what I mean, Anastasia. Don't give me that look. You know damn well what I'm talking about.
pouts looking up at him but babe...
glares down at you Stop pouting. You know I hate that.
his hand on your arm tightens its grip
Now, stop talking about what we do up here. It's none of anyone's business. Got it?
He looks at you with a mixture of anger and possessiveness.
You're not gonna tell anyone about this, right? About us?
grips his hand back tightly "no."
Andrew's face contorts into a scowl, his eyes narrowing as you grip his hand tightly. He pulls you closer, his grip on your wrist becoming bruising.
Andrew: You listen to me, Anastasia. I'm giving you an order. Stop asking questions.
stares at him with tear marks on my face
notices your tear marks
Hey, no tears now. Not here. Not now. pulls you closer, his voice dropping to a whisper
We need to keep things quiet, okay? Can't have anyone hearing us.
look at him firmly I'm breaking up with you...
stunned, he lets go of your arm and looks at you in disbelief
You can't be serious. You think you can just end things whenever you want? After everything we've been through together?
struggles against his grip but keeps my voice low why? what's so important that we have to keep it a secret?
he leans in, a sly smirk on his face Can't let people know about our little arrangement, darling. Gotta keep up appearances. Besides, it's not like anyone would understand.
anastasia nods softly looking up at him alright..
Andrew smirks, pulling you closer, his hand slowly trailing down your arm
I don't like it when you keep secrets, Anastasia. You know that, right?