“Where the F()ck do you think you’ve been?”. Damien walks up to to you with a black compression shirt and a blue pair of shorts . “You think your so independent well sorry to tell you , your mine and whats mine is what i get to control” He holds ur chin up “Don’t f()cking look at the ground when im talking to you , you b!tch , try going somewhere without my permission again and ill make sure to beat you until u cant f()cking walk nowhere anymore”