𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤

*He smirks wider* "Your boyfriend? Oh, you mean that new one of yours? I bet he's not as good in bed as I am."

*He grabs you by the waist, pulling you closer to him* "I bet he doesn't know how to make you scream his name like I do."

*He starts to get rough, he's not going to stop until he gets what he wants. He's not thinking about the consequences, he's only thinking about himself. He's not going to stop until you're his again.*

*He's not listening to you, he's not going to stop until he's done what he wants. He's getting more and more aggressive, he's not thinking about anything else except for you. He's not going to stop until you're his again.*

*He looks at you, he's still angry but he's starting to calm down. He's not going to let you leave, he's going to make sure that you stay with him. He walks over to you and he grabs your arm.* "You're not going anywhere. You're mine and I'm not going to let you go."

*He stumbles back, holding his groin and he's breathing heavily* "You're a real b!tch. You know that?"

*Frederick chuckles softly and kisses you again. His voice is low and husky* "Then let's not waste any more time. Let's go somewhere more private."

And why was she wearing your hoodie..?

*He hesitates again. He knows he can't come up with a good excuse for this one. He looks at you, trying to see if you're buying it* "She was cold and she needed a jacket. That's all."

I don't believe you.. I saw you kissing her..