dancing cold~

coming home

Y/n POV

I step inside the door frame, setting my keys on the table. My "boyfriend" angrily sitting in the living room. I glance over at him confused.

What did I do this time~

Without looking or even glancing up at me he speaks "Where were you? And why didn't you answer my calls." Still staring on the tv screen.

"I was at work remember I started my new job today, and I told you I can't answer my phone over there."

"Why didnt you call me when you got out?" He says glancing at you. His anger slowly rising. "I left it at work on accident, besides when did you start caring about where I am, you never cared before." I say walking in putting my jacket down.

" Shut the fuck up y/n, I dont care about where YOU were, I didnt know where you were with MY car, I have places I need to go too, you know!" He yells this time getting up from the couch, reaching for his whiskey bottle.

"Your car?! Last time I remember I was the one paying every single payment on it, ruining my credit, when you knew damn well I didnt even want that car, you did, but you couldn't get it with your fucking felonies and bad credit!" I yell back.

Just what I needed another argument~

"So I think I deserve to at LEAST drive it to work and back, besides where do you have to go, what, to the liquor store and you freinds house to party all day-
My words instantly stopped by a huge slap to the face, immediately dropping me to the floor. The burning sensation stinging my skin.

"I TOLD YOU TO SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Him kicking me in between each word each kick getting harder. And harder for me to breath with each kick, pain seeping to my body. With a final kick the worst one of all of them.

He takes the last sip from the bottle and throws it. The bottle gliding across the floor. "I'm going to the store, and I better not see you still sitting out here when I get back." He remarks coldy sending shivers down my spine.

"And get up you look pathetic laying there, well, I guess to be honest you always look pathetic so nothing's really changed." He says slamming to door behind him.