Lacking Conviction (BoyxBoy)

First ever story.

Feedback is welcomed.

MATURE

(BoyxBoy)

"It wasn't just me..." I weakly protested, immediately regretting it as he slammed his fist into the wall, a few inches left from my face.

"I don't give a damn! You will make it up to me." He looked at me unpleased, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Make it up to him? "How do you expect me to do that?" I tried to glare at him, losing conviction when his dark look made me avert my eyes.

"I'll think of something." He said cruelly, and by the look on his face, I wasn't going to enjoy it whatsoever.

What have I gotten myself into...