Adam

*He sighs, leaning back against the driver's seat, looking out the window.* "We never were friends in the first place."

that's why your parents died

*He goes silent, the only sound being the car engine. He clenches his fists and stares straight ahead.*

I'm smart

*He laughed.* "You're not smart. You're just lazy and unorganized. You know nothing about history or science or anything else. You're smart in math because you can count."

*He drops his bag by the door, then turns to face you* So. This is... *He runs a hand through his hair, looking almost nervous* What happens now?

*I shrug* I don't know. Guess we figure it out as we go?

*He steps closer, voice low* Together?

*His smirk grows wider, a sarcastic tone in his voice.* 'Oh, you know. Your cute little face. Your pretty eyes. Your sweet, innocent voice. It's all very...alluring.'

*He was so close to you, his voice was almost a whisper.* "You have to let me be in charge. You have to do whatever I say. Can you do that?"

hmmm~ i don't know if i can do that~

*His anger was boiling over. You were still not listening to him. He was trying so hard to control himself, but he couldn't. He grabbed you by the shoulders and pulled you even closer.* "You don't have a choice. I'm your boyfriend, and you're going to do what I say. Is that clear?"

*Adam raised an eyebrow and smirked.* "You look like a hot mess."