"You know, i just don't understand you" I quiver as he's pacing around my room, he stops in his tracks and looks into my eyes blankly, "what don't you fucking understand?" He angrily grits, i sigh in frustration and sit on my bed, looking to the floor, "You, Everything about you! you're just so..so fucking infuriating, you're closed off, you only seem to think for yourself, you have no reason to be seeing me at all, why are you even here?" I raise my voice cautiously, he stares at me with angered eyes, he steps closer and kneels down to my level, squeezing his rough hands onto my shoulders.
"Well you wanna know what? That's how I'm always going to fucking be because a whore like you wouldn't shut the fuck up"