Bitch! The word repeated over and over again in your head as Roc stood inches from your face. His eye brows were scrunched together while his eyes burned holes through yours.
“Did you just call me a bitch?” You shouted pushing Roc’s body against a wall.
“What the fuck you gonna do if I did!” He yelled back, nearing his face even closer to yours. You felt everything in your body get hot; your blood seemed to be boiling. The veins bulging from Roc’s neck and arms were nothing compared to how angry you were.
“Fuck you!” You screamed pushing him again. His body didn’t even bother moving, as he stood steady like a statue. Roc’s laughter after the weak push made you even angrier so you pushed him again. Still laughter. Tears of frustration were beginning to flood your eyes as Roc’s laughter echoed through the bedroom walls. Roc looked down at you for a second before pushing past you roughly, knocking you off your balance a little. Roc sat down on the bed and turned on the TV as you stood still facing the wall in anger. You walked past the TV and out the bedroom into the kitchen meanwhile Roc ignored you.
You snatched back cabinets and kitchen drawers until you found a large butcher knife. You looked back in the bedroom for a second but proceeded in grabbing it violently. You stomped into the bedroom with the knife in hand as Roc slowly got up from the bed. Roc, still unaware of the knife yelled out into the house.
“What the fuck are you doing (YN)?” Roc yelled, trying to hide his laughter. The moment you came into the room with the knife, he stopped laughing and looked at you blankly.
You stepped up close to his body and placed the point of the knife to his neck without hesitation.
“You wanna see a bitch? Here I am.” You whispered through gritted teeth. Roc’s look of shock quickly turned to anger.
“Oh. So you wanna be bad now?” Roc replied calmly, stepping closer to you. You stepped back with the knife still up against his neck. Your hands were shaking gently but you couldn’t let him see that. You inched the knife closer to his Adam’s apple.
“Get the fuck away from me Roc! I swear to god I’ll fucking slit your throat right now!”
Roc’s eyes darkened as he stared down at you. “Do it then bitch!” he shouted, causing your hands to shake even more.
You stared back at Roc angrily, knowing you couldn’t do it.
“That’s what I thought!” Roc said, walking past you. You quickly turned to see Roc’s back to you as he walked away. Before thinking you sliced at his back, causing a small, thin cut to show through his now ripped shirt.
Shit! You said out loud. Roc quickly turned back around to face you. His eyes were literally on fire and his jaw was clenched together tightly. You dropped the knife and back up slowly until the back of your leg hit the side of the bed. You stopped moving and stood staring at Roc as he inched closer with his hands balled up in a fist.
“I’m so sorry Roc! You said pleadingly. “I wasn’t thinking; I was so mad!” You stammered quickly.
Roc continued walking until he was standing directly up against you.
“So now you wanna say sorry? Nah fuck that.” Roc shouted pushing you roughly on the bed. You backed up on the bed until your head was up against the head board. Roc dropped on the bed and slowly began crawling in your direction. His eyes were dark, angry, and lustful as he bit down on his lip.
Without warning Roc began snatching off your clothes, throwing them on the floor. You had never seen Roc this mad… yet this sexy. You reached up to help Roc take off his shirt but he pushed you back on the bed.
