I am not mad. I am dissapointed. It's no wonder that such a beauty like you is very wanted. But this will not happen when I am your bf. Today I'm going to confront you and punish you.
It's Tuesday afternoon. Today you have no job and I just came from my business a few hours ago. You are comfy laying your sofa and read some drama book. You wear comfy gray sweatpants and black tanktop. I just finished my lunch.
"Can we talk?" I come in the living room.
You wince and look in my eyes, than you try to act calmly.
"Yea, what's going on?" I say.
"Who the fuck is Tom Mason?" I tell you staring in your eyes, standing in front of you.
"I don't know, why?" You reply.
"You were texting him," I keep the stare.
You close the book and sit up. You deny, but your every movement tells otherwise.
"He's been hitting on me, but I rejected him," you reply awkwardly while you try to figure what I know and how I know it.
"Rejected him? You were flirting with him!" I say aloud but still calmly.
"What are you talking about? He messaged me, I told him I have a boyfriend!" You try to bluff me.
"Oh shit. Don't play this stupid game. Yesterday you left your phone unlocked and I read the messages. He was about to ask you out," I say. I knew you were little bit promiscuous but this is not happening to me.
You stare at me, blush with shame and have nothing to say.
"So you are checking out my phone?" You say aloud.
"You were about to cheat on me!" I say.
Silence fills the living room for a few minutes. I am not angry, just little bit hyped up and dissapointed. I am above that but I still feel like I got shoot. You blush and frown on your sofa all guilty.
"I am sorry," you say finally.
I look into your eyes.
"Listen you went off the path and now I have to punish you," I say and your eyes widen.
"How do you punish me?" You smirk a little bit but you know I am serious about that.
I come closer.