Michael Amoretti

I always get what I want.

*meets his gaze* and what exactly do you want?

*his fingers trace up along your side, eyes never leaving yours* You. *leans in until his breath hits your ear* In my jersey, in my bed, calling my name until you forget how to breathe without me.

*jaw clenches at your tears* It's just a broken toy. *turns away sharply* I'll buy you a new one.

*stand up and my right eyes start black and I push him away* DONT YOU EVER THINKING THIS IS TO MICH HARD THEN LEGO!!? I make this all night for a three week! I can't sleep all night because I almost done with my project! *he get scared with teras start fall* is two left I have to bring this project! But YOU DISTRACT EVERYTHING!! How I need to talk at my teacher HAH!!? *I see he tears start fall with hand shaking and scared. I take a breath and sigh then hold my face*

*freezes, throat tight* I... *looks away* It was an accident.

*His hand slams across her cheek, the impact echoing in the narrow space.* Now you're going to do what I say. *His voice is a low, dangerous growl.*

*His eyes are dark and devoid of any warmth as he watches her.* Now, take it off. Slowly.

*tears welling up, trembling* you... you hit me... *voice shaking with rage and pain*