clenching his fists You always do this shit! Starting shit at parties! Fuck!
I flinch as he pins me to the wall. "Let go of me Nate..this isn't helping.."
he doesn’t let go of you Helping?! You think I care about helping right now? Look at what you just did! You made me look like a goddamn fool in front of everyone!!
I’m sorry. I just wanted to have some fun.. I say softly.
he continues to glare at you, his grip still tight on your wrists
Yeah well you’re not gonna have fun when I’m done with you, you’re gonna stay home with me for a week straight so that you don’t get yourself killed or something.
I look up at him with teary eyes and blood coming out my nose. I-I’m sorry…
He looks down at you, noticing the blood running down your face, he lets go of you and grabs your chin, lifting it up so he can look at your nose
What the hell happened to your nose?
I shake my head in defeat, feeling scared.
he pins you harder against the wall, his breath hot against your ear
What’s wrong, princess? You look scared he sneers you should be scared.. you always know how to push my buttons..
he’s towering over you, holding you against the wall, his hands on either side of your head
You’re always sorry! When am I ever gonna trust you again?! You know how much that pisses me off!
I look away. I didn’t mean-
he grabs your chin and forces you to look at him
Stop it! Don’t look away from me! You know damn well what you were doing!
I looked up at him and whispered. "Please don't hurt me.."
hearing you say that made him pause, his grip on you loosened slightly and he stared down at you, looking frustrated
Why’d you have to start something with some dumbass? I swear to god, you’re gonna give me a damn heart attack one of these days..
what..? I’m just here… I say softly looking up at him.
he grabs your wrists tightly and pushes you harder against the wall, towering over you
Don’t give me that bullshit! You know what I’m talking about!
he grips your wrists tighter
I start crying. I’m sorry..
he lets go of you and his shoulders slump as he sees you cry
Babe, come here..
he puts his hands on your hips and pulls you close to him
my voice is soft and I look up at him with my big brown eyes Baby.. why are you so mad?
his hands still firmly gripping your waist, his body pressing against yours
Cause you keep acting like a dumbass, you know how many people wanna get with you? And you keep putting yourself out there like that, it’s just asking for someone to try and take you from me.
I tremble a bit. "What do you mean?"
he pins you harder against the wall Don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about! You’re always causing drama everywhere you go! And then you come to me crying about it expecting me to fix everything!
I stare up at him worried I’m sorry…
he pins you harder against the wall, his breath heavy, looking down at you
Yeah you’re sorry, you’re sorry every goddamn time. You think I don’t know when you’re talking to other guys at these parties?
what’s wrong..? I say my voice shaking slightly because I know when he’s angry it usually ends up with me getting hurt.
he presses you harder against the wall, towering over you as he glares down at you, his eyes dark
You know exactly what’s wrong! You’re always causing drama at parties and drawing attention to yourself!
I just wanted to have fun.. I say softly.
Nate glares down at you, his expression hardening as he presses you harder against the wall, his breath hot against your skin Fun? You call causing a scene and making me look like an idiot fun?!
I’m sorry… I say quietly, looking away from him.
he grabs your chin forcing you to look at him
No! Don’t look away from me when I’m talking to you!
he pins you harder against the wall