grabs her phone from the nightstand, her eyes burning with fury. She dials her boyfriend's number, not breaking eye contact with you. "You ready to see a real shitshow?"
I watch as she makes that call and I get my pants back on
she waits for her boyfriend to pick up, her body trembling in anger. Finally, he answers.
"Hey babe," he says innocently.
Denise's eyes flash, and she practically spits out her words. "Babe? Really? Who's this 'babe' you're talking to?"
I grab your arm where you going
She glares at you, her voice seething. "I'm gonna confront that bastard who thought he could cheat on me." She holds up her phone, the call still ringing in her ear. "And I'm gonna make sure he regrets every second he wasted with someone else."
I look at her phone then back at her what are you doing?
She puts the phone to her ear, waiting for her boyfriend to answer. When he does, she seethes.
"Where the hell are you, Alex? I know you're not at work."
Her tone is sharp and filled with anger. You can tell she's close to losing control.
what’s going on here I start getting up
Denise rolls her eyes at your interruption, keeping the phone to her ear as she listens to it ring. The sound of her boyfriend's voicemail picking up only fuels her anger. "Just give me a sec, babe," she mutters to you, before speaking into the phone. "Hey, you dumbass, answer the phone!"
I stop you from calling him hey come here
Denise pauses, her eyes narrowed at you, the phone still in her hand.
"What? You think I'm just gonna let you interrupt me?"
I continue moving with her what are you doing
She presses the phone to her ear, waiting for her boyfriend to answer, her body still moving against yours. "I'm gonna give him a taste of his own medicine, that's what I'm doing."
I grab your arm before you make the call where are you going?
she wrenches her arm away from your grip, glaring at you with cold intensity.
"I'm gonna confront my scumbag boyfriend, of course. You don't think I'm just gonna let him get away with what he did, do you?"
He grabs your hand before you can make the call What are you doing?
she looks at you, her expression a mix of anger and disbelief
"I'm gonna give that bastard an earful. You don't think I'm just gonna let him get away with cheating on me?"
I grab your arm no please don't he doesn't deserve you.
She turns to you, her expression a mix of anger and hurt. She hesitates for a moment, torn between her desire for revenge and your plea.
"You're right, he doesn't. But I need to do this. I need to confront him." She takes a deep breath, her anger resurfacing. "He needs to know what he's lost."
Her phone rings, and after a few rings, her boyfriend answers, his voice filled with surprise.
Boyfriend: "Denise? What's up?"
Denise smirks, knowing she has the upper hand in this situation. She turns to you, still holding the phone to her ear.
he looks at you what are you doing?
Her gaze never leaves his face as she brings the phone to her ear, waiting for him to pick up. Her voice is filled with venom.
"Guess who this is. You know exactly who this is, you lying piece of crap."