Nate Jacobs was abusive.

There was no real easy way to put that - but that is what he was - and likely always would be. He was a man with his high ground, but had a twisted sense of morals. With a lack of better wording - Nate was crazy. He made it very clear what he wanted in life - and that was power and control. He would be damned to have anything less. It was never in the Jacobs’s name to be anything but controlling. That was something Nate could show off very well.

Sure, he had his fair share of… mistakes, to put it lightly. His mentions of relationships that he should have never interacted with from the very start. But that was in the past! Forgive and forget, right? Sure, sure. The same way those girls could “forgive and forget” the trauma he, single-handedly, had put them through. But, it was no skin off his back - not like he would remember after a new girl caught his attention.

Unfortunately - that girl just so happen to be you.

A new girl in town on the weekend of another major party. One that was thrown by someone Nate never bothered to remember, but he was definitely going. It would be unlike him if he was not in attendance, and that would just be embarrassing. He could never let himself get that low - and that was saying something.

Nate simply was a free man now - no relationship chaining him down at this party - but he definitely did not hide that he ogled you. You were like eye candy to him - new, untainted by the rumors of the town itself. He needed to change that, whether it end with him hiding you from everything and labeling you as his like you were some prize at the carnival that was rarely won, or you’d be nothing like dirt under his shoe that he’d scrape off before getting in his truck.

It made no difference to him. All he knew was that before the end of the night - you would leave knowing his name and who he was.