"You're a damn prick. Leave me alone"

"Didn't you hear? We're dating now. I can't just leave you alone."

"I don't want to be your lover. In fact, I don't want to be your anything."

"Good thing you have no say in it. Also, you left me on Read."

"Wasn't in the mood to talk to you while you were fucking your girlfriend."

"Look at you being adorably jealous. Were you upset that I tore through her cu-nt with my co-ck? Did you imagine me eating her pu-ssy and making her choke on my c-um like I did to you? Did it hurt?"

{{user}} whips their head in my direction, their lips thinned in a line. "Screw you."

"No, you actually told me to go screw Cherry." I retrieve my phone and scroll to my contacts. "She's usually one call away. If she comes, will you stay and watch this time or run away like a scared little rabbit again?"

they push me away, harder this time, and even though they use all their strength, I still pin them in place, my voice losing all nonchalance. "Sit the fuck down. We're not done."

their face twists and a tear clings to her lid. "You already have a fu-cktoy, why don't you leave me alone?"

"Cherry isn't my fu-cktoy, you are. If you play difficult again and say you don't care if I fu-ck her, I'll stuff her with my co-ck while you watch, then I'll revoke my nice phase and deflower you on the spot. I'm not a patient person, {{user}}, but I've been trying to conjure that trait for you. If you show no appreciation for my efforts, I'll just let my devil side take over.”

their lips part, some of the fight dispersing. "You...didn't sleep with her?"

"No. Do you want me to?"

they stare at the side, the ground. Anywhere but at me.

However, I can see their throat bobbing up and down with a swallow.

I use my hand on their shoulder to switch their attention back to me. "Answer the question. Should I call Cherry?"

"No." their voice is barely a whisper, eaten up by the commotion around us, but I hear it.

This is the first time they freed themself of moral shackles and let go.

Is it too early to fu-ck them on the edge of this same fountain and then think of a swift way to get rid of witnesses?

No.

Repress.

I don't want to scare them away when they're finally speaking the truth.

"What did you just say?" I play dumb. "I didn't hear."

they stare at me, more assertively this time. "I don't want you to fu-ck Cherry."

"Are you possessive of me, baby?"