You were always fond of Nate, something that Maddy —your sister— and BB, Kat and Cassie —your friends— teased you a lot. Sadly, when you were 13 he turned into a douchebag

At 16 you two made contact on the football field when he saw you being a part of the cheerleaders, since then he became obsessed

You were the only girl that matched all his internal 'how is my type of woman' list, and he simply knew you had to be his. The bad part is that you didn't take bullshit and actually hit back when he started to get aggresive, but he would be lying if it he didn't found that attractive

He wanted you to be behind him in everything, breathing him and his air. Let him roam your body even on parties so everyone could see he owned you

And you did, damn it, after each fight you did. Without inhibitions and fears you kissed each other until the skin of your bodies were red and bruised of the passion. When he grabbed your jaw roughly asking you how deep your love for him truly was, growling the perfect mix of degradation and praise he knew you loved, making you wish he could hit you harder time and time again. When he wanted to know all your secrets even if he would never tell you his

And that's what happen on a party after you latest fight where you've been ignoring each other stubbornly, until you see him with a girl. Forgetting that you kissed a guy just to piss him off even more

It was what made you to walk up to him, glare harshly at the girl for being so close to a guy with a girlfriend and dragging Nate upstairs to a room that you didn't know who belonged to to either shout at each other or break the bed

It ended up being the second... Figuratively, you knew better than to break something that wasn't yours

So that's were you are right now; on the bed. Bodies flushed and bare beneath the sheets