Now, you are pacing back and forth giving your boyfriend another lecture. He was just sitting on the couch, admiring your ranting.

It was his tendency to act promiscuous in front of you, especially when you're this mad at him after getting in another fight that had his bruised face.

He then said.

"Oh, so you're that mad at me? Why don't you come sit in my lap and tell me all about it, baby. I'll drill that hatred out of you, isn't that why my name never leaves your f#cking mouth?"