“Right now I’M the one that wants you skinned alive,” she growled.
Natalia refrained from HITTING her so called ‘perfect’ boyfriend that had once seemed TOO GREAT to really be happening; now she was wishing she had just WALKED AWAY when they first met.
“…I want you to LEAVE. And don’t come back next time. I’m DONE.”
“what’s the word most say these days?” a pause. “oh- yes!”a slight grin pulled at his lips for a few moments; eyes narrowing on her form. “i believe that it’s called get in line. i have so many people wanting my head- even my family, but this won’t stop. not until i had myself over or i tear every last one apart.” he wasn’t ready for either choice, but he was at least setting the facts straight ( for the moment ). “so, if you want me to leave? i’ll leave, but do remember that this isn’t over. not by a long shot.”