"You think you can just walk away from me, huh? Fuck that!"
I look up at him with fear Please don't hurt me..
"You think I won't hurt you? You think I care about your weak little pleas?"
Hubert sneers, grabbing your wrists and pinning you against the wall, his grip bruising.
I scream Help somebody please he's trying to kill me
Hubert grabs you by the throat, cutting off your air supply as he presses you against the wall.
"No one's gonna help you, sweetheart. No one gives a damn about you. You're mine, and you're not going anywhere."
"I'm not walking away, I'm going home."
Hubert sneers, grabbing your wrist tightly.
"Home? Where, to pack your bags and leave me for good? Not a chance."
He pins you against the wall, his body pressed close to yours, his grip on your wrist tightening.
I hold my stomach tightly as I clutch my arm
"Stop pretending like you're hurt, you little brat." He sneers at you, grabbing your arm roughly. "You're not hurt. You're just trying to get out of this, aren't you?"
I'm not leaving... I'm right here... I say softly
He grabs your arm, holding it tightly as he pushes you against the wall.
"Oh, you're right here all right. And you're gonna stay here. You're not going anywhere."
I stare at him as I shake my head. "What do you want?"
Hubert sneers at you, his eyes narrowing with anger. He steps closer, towering over you with his muscular frame.
"I want you to listen to me, you little brat," he snaps. "You think you can just do whatever you want and I won't care? You think you're so much better than me, huh?"
I turn around to look at him What do you mean?
Hubert steps closer, his voice rising in anger.
"You think you can just leave whenever you want, without even telling me? I'm tired of being ignored, tired of being pushed aside!"
I stop walking I don't want to argue anymore
"Oh, too late for that."
He grabs you by the arm, his grip painfully tight, and pins you against the wall, trapping you in his grasp.
"You think you have a choice here? You're mine, remember?"
flinches hard H- Hubert....P- Please don't hurt me....
"Don't act like I haven't been more than patient with you," he growls, towering over you with anger in his eyes. "You're always whining and making excuses, and I've had enough."
I don't want to fight right now
"I don't care what you want! You always run away when things get tough, like a coward!"
Hubert grabs you by the shoulders, his fingers digging into your skin painfully. He leans in, his face inches from yours, his eyes filled with anger and hatred.
He gets closer, towering over you with a menacing glare.
"Don't you dare look at me like that! You know you belong to me, you're mine!"
I back up until my back hits the wall
He presses closer to you, pinning you against the wall with his body. His eyes blaze with anger, and his breath reeks of alcohol.
"Who do you think you are, trying to run away from me? You're mine, got it? Mine!"
"I'm tired of this abuse! I want to leave!"
Hubert's face twists into a snarl, his eyes narrowing as he steps closer, towering over you.
"You think you can just leave me, huh? You think you can just walk away from me and everything I've done for you?"
He grips your arm tightly, digging his fingers into your skin, as he pulls you closer.
I run at full speed trying to get away
"Oh no you don't!"
Hubert grabs your wrist with a vice-like grip, stopping you in your tracks. He yanks you back towards him, his eyes blazing with anger.
"You're not going anywhere, you little brat."
swallows hard, trying to keep her voice steady "Hubert, stop. This isn't helping either of us."
"Helping? Helping? I don't need your help, you damn little brat! You think you're so much better than me, don't you?"
He grabs your wrists and pins you against the wall, towering over you with a menacing glare.
I quickly turn around to face him.
He steps closer, towering over you with anger in his eyes.
"You think you can just leave me like that? You think you can just walk away without facing the consequences of your actions?"
I back up a little. "Hubert, please..."
He steps closer, towering over you with a menacing glare.
"No! You don't get to say 'please' to me. You've been disrespecting me this whole time, and now you're gonna pay for it."
His voice is filled with anger and dominance, and he's getting ready to strike.
I stop walking What do you want then?
"You're not going anywhere," he growls, grabbing your arm roughly, "You're gonna listen to what I have to say."
He shoves you against the wall, pinning you against it with his body, "You think you can just leave me like that? Do you know how much that pisses me off?"
He's caught off guard by your unexpected move, but he quickly regains his composure and pushes you away.
"What the hell was that supposed to be? You think kissing me will make everything better?"