i laughed, saying goodbye to bella as i shut the door to my apartment and took my shoes off. checking the clock on my microwave, i saw that it was almost three in the morning. exhausted, i didn't expect anyone to be awake. i jumped and dropped my bag when the lamp beside my couch turned on. i let out a breath when i realized it was just luke, but when i saw his face, i got concerned again. he looked angry.
"where have you been?" he asked sternly. "i was just at a party," i said, wondering what the issue here was. "you know you're supposed to tell me where you are," he berated. "i'm sorry, i didn't think it was that big of a deal," i said, trying to walk into the bedroom. "don't walk away from me," he yelled after me, making me roll my eyes and turn around.
"were there any guys there?" he asked, and i was nervous to answer. "well, yeah, but it's not like that means anything," i responded truthfully. "well, how do i know you weren't slutting it up with them while i wasn't there to watch after you?" he asked, his tone rising. "that's really want you think of me?" i asked back, also starting to get more heated. "why can't you trust me to go out with my friends?" i yelled.
"because you leave the house dressed like that. there's no way you weren't cheating on me," he yelled. "i'm sorry that i prefer to wear shorts over the dress of a nun," i yelled, not understanding why he was so mad. "don't you dare use that tone with me," he warned, acting as if he was my authoritative figure. "bethany would never," he muttered. anger flashed in my eyes as i wheeled around to face him.
"well, if bethany was so perfect, why don't you go back to her? i'm sure she'd gladly take you back!" i screamed. "i didn't have to worry about her being a whore while i was gone. she listened to what i said," he bellowed back. "well, if you want me to be your ex-girlfriend, go back to your her," i shouted. "shut up, gabbie. you don't get to be the mad one here," he said, rage dripping behind his words.
"why don't i get to be mad that my boyfriend can't trust me enough to spend five hours away from him? why don't i get to be mad that i'm never good enough for you?" i yelled, my hand motions getting more violent as my words did. "you're just too stupid to understand what you did wrong," he sneered. i was done. walking away from the situation, i ripped my heels off and quickly changed into pajama pants and a t-shirt.
"we're not done here," he yelled after me. "yes we are, luke. i'm so over this," i shouted back from the bedroom. sliding under the covers, i tried to calm the fury racing through my body. after a few minutes, i heard him come into the room and change into comfier clothes. i felt him get into the bed as well, and i rolled my eyes, not interested for whatever he wanted to say.
he tried to wrap his arms around my waist from behind me in a spooning position, but i pushed them off. "babe," he said softly, suddenly in a much calmer tone. "i don't want to," i said, refusing to turn around to face him. he tried to cuddle against me again, and i scooted farther over to the edge of the bed. "i said no," i muttered, still very aggravated.
he tried to touch me again, and i was done. sitting up, i slid my legs off the bed and started trying to leave the room. "i'll sleep on the couch," i murmured before i felt his hand grab my wrist. i trained to strain away, but he tightened his grip, and i could feel the blood draining. "ow, luke, let go," i said in pain. "get back in the bed, baby," he said gently but holding onto me harshly.
"i don't want to do this right now," i said, still straining against his grasp. he pulled on my arm and dragged me back. at some point, you just have to give up. i stopped fighting and slid back under the covers. he snaked his arms around my waist again, and i did my best to feel comfortable in his embrace. i was still angry, but i knew he loved me. he didn't mean any of it, right?
i traced the red marks appearing on my wrist lightly with my finger. even in the darkness, i could tell they might bruise. i could feel him becoming more drowsy next to me as i laid on my side. i tried to calm my racing brain and heart, and i started getting tired as well. before i fell asleep i heard him whisper something to me. "next time, just stay here with me, babe. we can have more fun than you and your friends."
