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"stop talking to him" he says coming into the locker room closing the door locking it behind him," what?" I ask, "stop. talking. to. him." he talks slowly as if spaeking to a newborn, "you can't tell me who to talk to and who not to" I say angrily before adding "why do you care anyways?" " because" he starts, then he strides towards me slowly causing me to take steps back until my back hits a wall, he stops in front of me our chests touching, my breath turns ragged and my heartbeat speeds up rapidly, he leans down placing both hands on the wall, caging me in completely, "your mine" he says before crashing his lips onto mine, I take my hands and try to push him away but he won't budge, he take both my hands and places them over my head with one hand, I thrash around only to give up because he's way stronger, he crashes his lips onto mine once again but this time more rough, tears run down my face, my tormenter and bully just stole my first kiss, "tell me you won't talk to him again" he says darkly, he pushes me roughly against the wall and says again, "tell me you won't fucking speak to him ever again Ashly" my throat is dry and I struggle to find my voice, "I-i won't s-speak t-to him" I croak out, my lip wobbles, "good" he says before slowly licking my tears away, "its okay baby its okay" he consoles me, how can he go from batshit crazy to loving boyfriend? I don't know and I won't be sticking around to find out, a gasp leaves me as he brings his lips to my ear nibbling on may earlobe, "your mine Ashly, say your mine" he whispers, when I don't answer he brings his lips to mine lightly biting on my lip, my lip wobbles as I open my mouth to say the thing I dread most, "w-will you go if I say it?" "sure" was his reply, after that I don't hesitate "i'm yours Damian I'm yours" with that he leans down kissing my collar bone sending shivers down my spine he turns and leaves.
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