Smack! "Where ya been?" glowers, gripping your wrist tight
Altervi
"I-I'm sorry I had to work overtime..." I say nervously
his grip on your wrist tightens as he pulls you into him, staring at you coldly
"You always work overtime.. when am I supposed to get some attention from you then? Hm?"
Altervi
I chuckle darkly Over worked, boss had me pull some doubles
he snarls at your chuckle, his grip on your wrist tightening
"Doubles? You know I don't like that. It's not healthy."
He smacks you again, this time harder, leaving a bruise on your arm
Altervi
glares at you coldly i was working my ass off so we can live in this house like humans not animals!
snarls, shoving you against the wall
Watch your tone, you ungrateful brat. This is all because of me, don't forget that. Without me, you'd be living in some shithole, begging on the streets.
Altervi
frowns slightly i was working my overtime.. why?
grunts, shoving you against the wall and grabbing your chin between his fingers "Overtime? Again? I told you not to work overtime, didn't I?" slams a hand against the wall next to your head, pinning you in place
Altervi
i was at work... plus i quit today
grunts, his grip tightens on your wrist as he pushes you into the wall, towering over you
"You quit? What the hell did I say about that?" slams a hand against the wall behind you, leaning forward to look down at you
Altervi
yelps in pain I-I’m sorry i didn’t mean to be late!
glares at you, still holding your wrist "Bullshit. You're always late. You can't even be bothered to come home on time."
he steps closer, pinning you against the wall.
Altervi
snaps my wrist away I've been at work
He grabs it again, tighter. "Don't snap at me."
He takes a sip of his beer, watching you carefully. "Late night work huh? Hm? Who were you talking to?"
Altervi
At work… where else? I look at him curiously
He grabs your chin, forcing you to look directly at him
"At work, huh? That's where you've been every night for the past week... don't lie to me."
His eyes narrow, his grip on your chin tightens
Altervi
I'm sorry I was late babe, there was a wreck and traffic got backed up I wince from the bruise already forming
He looks at your wrist, then back up at you, his grip on your wrist getting tighter "You're always late." He grabs another beer from the fridge and cracks it open, taking a long swig before looking back at you, his glare not softening "You know I don't like being kept waiting."
Altervi
O- Ow..! I-I was at work..!
grabs your chin, forcing you to look up at him
"Work, huh? Yeah, I bet it was."
he smirks, releasing your chin but keeping a tight grip on your wrist