malachi

Oh, but I can, and I will, because I can and I want to, so you can either cry about it or you can stop wasting my time and go home and make me dinner.

I'm not your maid, Malachi.

Well, you're sure acting like it. You know what? I'm sick of this, you're coming with me.

Well it worked M.

so you let her control you because you were afraid of her? *he says as he leans in to kiss you again*

Mhm

then prove it. *he says as he stops his bike and turns to face you*

How

show me that you really love me. *he says as he looks at you with a cold expression*

No I chose not dying of starvation over you

you should've trusted me to take care of you *his eyes narrow and he grabs your wrist tightly*

Your mom would have just found another way to be rid of me

*he was sitting on his bike with his men smoking a cigar when you pass by with groceries in hand* well well well.....*he smirks his voice cold and deadly* if it isnt my ex.....who decided to use me *he laughs bitterly and knocks the bags out of your hands*

H-hey M

*he walks over to you and pins you against the wall by your neck* you think you can just walk away and act like nothing happened?

*he turns to you, his eyes are filled with anger and he pushes you away* stay out of this...

DON'T YOU DARE HURT ARE SON!!!!!

he's my son! i can do whatever i want with him! *he is filled with rage and he is about to swing the knife at the child*

*he hugs you back and rests his head on your shoulder* I'm never letting you go again...you're stuck with me now...