“And what the FUCK makes you think you can decide when this is over, huh?” she growled, LUNGING forward to the same man she had chosen to move in with only weeks earlier. Now she was SHOVING hard against his chest to get him AWAY – which was relatively SOFT compared to what she could ACTUALLY do to him.
“GET OUT! It’s over!”
and there it was – that SPARK he enjoyed so much. he felt he could DECIDE as he always had to be the one in CONTROL. sadly enough, that wasn’t the case – a reason to why he smirked as she SHOVED him back. truth be told, he expected her to do something worse, but then again, he could have done the exact same thing. if he wished. for the moment, however, he was CONTENT with not lifting a finger – that way, he wouldn’t do anything he’d regret down the line.
“you seem to FORGET who i am, but fine,” he said, grin pulling at his lips. “i’ll leave – won’t even put up a fight.” of course, what he could do was BURN the place down, but he’d get to that… eventually. “but when the time comes? you’ll REGRET this.”