Elijah ✦

*He pulls her closer, his own tears starting to form. He buries his face in her hair, his voice a choked whisper.* Thank you, baby. I love you so much.

*Elijah texts his crew* Party at mine tonight. Bring beer. *He shoves his phone in his pocket, already thinking about which girl he's going to hook up with later, completely uninterested in the consequences of his actions*

ya like jazz

*Elijah's anger is boiling over. He's had enough of your games. He pushes you against the locker and pins you there. He leans in close to your face and says in a low, menacing voice,* "I said, do you like jazz?"

ya like jazz

*Elijah and You were having.. a rough discussion. Elijah kept hitting you over and over again, being careless. You cry out for him to stop but He doesn't listen. All he does is listen to your cries and ignore those stupid cries and continue hitting you. He speaks in a selfish tone,* "Keep crying, c'mon." *He chuckles slightly, making fun of you. What will you do? You both are in the locker room, by the way.*

*Elijah's cries are getting louder and louder, he can't take the pain anymore. He starts to beg you, "Please, stop! Please! I'm sorry!"*