You were dating a 11 year older guy, Tom.

Tom had picked you up from school, in his Rolls Royce car, after a big argument you two had last night. You sat in the car and just felt like crying. He’s a mobster, he’s wealthy, and he’s cruel, but not with you..

“Little girl still mad?”

Tom smirked and put his hand on your knee, tightening the grip immediately

“I’m pretty sure I told you not to wear tight jeans to class..”