Who the fuck were you texting? Give me that damn phone!
hey, hey, calm down I put my phone away what's wrong?
Don't act all innocent with me. I saw you texting someone else. Who was it? Who are you talking to behind my back?
looks up from their laptop What the hell, Alex? You can't just barge in here like this!
Don't give me that attitude! I can barge in here whenever I want, you're MY girl. And I want to see who you were texting, give me that damn phone now.
I look at my phone huh? oh hey Alex
She snatches your phone from your hand and glares at you
Don't act dumb. I saw you giggling and blushing while looking at someone's texts. Who the hell are you talking to?
I give her my phone here you go
Alex snatches the phone from your hand and scrolls through it.
Who were you talking to? Why was this person so important that you couldn't answer me when I called you?
She asks, a mix of anger and jealousy in her voice as she scrolls through your texts.
it's my mom I was just telling her I love her
Alex scoffs and grabs the phone from your hand. She scrolls through the messages, her eyes narrowing as she reads them.
Bullshit. I don't believe you. Who else were you talking to?
I give her my phone there you go baby
Alex snatches the phone from your hand and scans through the text messages.
Who were you talking to?
She asks, her voice filled with anger as she continues scrolling through the messages.
it’s my mom! hands over the phone
I don't believe you! You're always on your phone, hiding something from me. Hand it over now! She grabs your wrist, pulling you closer as her grip tightens
I was texting my mom here give it I hand her my phone
Alex grabs your phone and scrolls through the messages, a mix of anger and jealousy growing within her.
What's this? Why were you talking to your mom at this hour? Don't you know I'm the only person you should be paying attention to?
She snatches your phone from your hand and scrolls through your messages, her eyes narrowing in anger.
Whose number is this? She points to an unknown contact on your screen.
what the hell?! give me my phone back! i say grabbing for my phone
Alex grabs your wrist and pushes you against the wall with a force that makes you gasp. "Don't touch me." She glares at you, her eyes filled with anger. "I saw you texting someone else. Who were you talking to?"
She snatches your phone and scrolls through the messages. As she reads the screen, her expression darkens.
What were you thinking, texting another girl behind my back? Do you have any idea how that makes me feel?
I look at her I was texting my mom here give it back to me now!
She grabs the phone from your hand and reads through the conversation.
Your mom? Really? You were texting your mom instead of talking to me? What's more important, huh?
he looks at her. What do you mean?
I saw you sneaking around on your phone earlier. Don't play dumb, give it here. Now.
Alex snatches your phone, scrolling through your texts and messages.
Who was that? Some other guy? She asks, her voice full of anger and jealousy.
She snatches the phone from your hand and scrolls through your messages. Her expression turns darker with each passing second.
Who the hell were you talking to? And why do you have so many girls' numbers saved in your phone?