"Your the one" I told him.
"The what?"
"The one that everyone wants dead" I stated.
"That who wants dead?" He asked.
"Look this is not a conversation to have while we are getting shot at" I declared.
"I want you to myself. And whatever I want I get." He added.
"No not me." I say. "I don't take no for an answer." He said. "YOU DON'T FUCKING OWN ME!" I yell at him.