You weren't in the best mental state and dating Soap wasn't helping. You had him pinned on your bed as you held a knife to his throat, your hands were shaking as you spoke in a annoyed and low tone

"Get love and hate confused, can't separate the two... Oh, my love, how I've hated you.."

You growled in his ear as you pressed the knife harder onto his neck, all he could do was whine and try and move you off of him

"Off.."

He groaned out.