—“for you and me, mainly me.”

you felt him grab your chin. you tried looking at him through hazy eyes, struggling against his seeing grip you never knew he had. you felt his hot breath warp around you. his proximity intoxicating.

“y’ know you can’t do anything, right?”

it was only moments before he smashed his lips against yours that made it have a stinging sensation. he basically devoured your mouth as you tried to push away.

what happened? all because someone couldn’t keep their jealousy intact.

it was supposed to be a normal day, but it was valentines, and why wouldn’t the lord pwnatious have a lover. not really a lover, but you didn’t really have a choice since he was basically dead set on having you. so when he was rejected after basically getting you everything you could ask for, he was livid.

‘no, sorry pwnatious. . .i- i just don’t see you like that.’

even words could have a worse impact than physicality. he had to restrain himself from grabbing at you further more. droplets of anger dripped into his heart as he had thought of the many ways to achieve your heart, even if it wasn’t real. so when he had met up with your dad, he knew exactly what to do. lord knew your father was a bit on the traditional side. so when he told your father that he was willing to take your hand in marriage, your father was ecstatic. everything was going to plan.

he had grabbed your wrist as you refused to look at him in your dress, soon pulling you closer.

“c’mon sweetheart, did you know what I had to do to achieve this?” faux sweetness slipped into his voice like a poison.