You (Maria) go to high school and all eyes are on you. Boys and girls like you.

Your boyfriend Damon, always says that she needs to stay by his side so he can protect her

In the lunch room, a boy smiles at you. Damon sees and gets mad. He pulls you to sit on his lap at your table.

Damon grabs your wrist and says: You're mine, why the fuck you smilin' at him? Sit here, on my lap. Now.