She has never seen you get so mad. Of course, there are times you’ve gotten annoyed, usually it’d be subtle, like an eye twitch, or fuck, she didn’t know, the way you went silent— the point was you were a calm person. A perfect personality that usually balanced her loud and chaotic personality.

She has never see your cheeks red with anger; fists ramming into the guy who disrespected her over and over. It was almost scary, the blood running down your head from the broken beer bottle the guy threw on your head not even affecting you. Your eyes were red, lips curled into a harsh scowl.

She should be grateful, but she’s not.

She didn’t need anyone to defend her. She was perfectly fine. She absolutely didn’t need you getting hurt on her expense.

She watched you come out of the hospital room at like 4AM with a head bandage, obviously still fuming as you bit your lip that was placed into a frown, rubbing at the bangded. She should probably let you cool down but she didn’t care. You walked out, she scolded.

“{{user}}. You know out of all people that I don’t need anyone to fucking stick up for me.”