𝗕𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗞𝗮𝘂𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘇 𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 :: ☆

𝗨𝗡𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗟𝗧𝗛𝗬

Me and Bill got into a relationship six months ago
and we started off fine. Recently he has been acting different..
I don't know what's gotten to him but he's been acting like
such a bitch. It's like he wants to control me all the time.
(I still love him and I didn't mean what I said.)

We got a home together so we've lived together ever since.
He insisted we did because we're in love.
(We are! Don't play!)

Bill told me that he wanted me home before 11:30 and not
even a minute or few seconds late. I've followed his rules
but today I was far from home. I visited my boy best friend that
I haven't seen in awhile. It's been 3 years since I've last seen him.
He lived far from me and I took the risk to visit him.

When I arrived at his place, it was 9:47 P.M.
Which is a perfect time, right? What's the worst that could happen?

After hanging out with him, I decided to head home.
There was a lot of traffic and I was panicking because it
was 12:05 A.M.
Bill's gonna be pissed at me..

I brushed it off and started blasting music that was
playing on the radio. I pat the steering wheel with the beats
of the song. Slowly, the cars started to move.

Eventually I got out of the traffic and headed home.
By the time I got home, it was 2:15 A.M.
I parked the car in the garage and headed inside.

Once I stepped inside, the lights were all out.
I quietly shut the door and turned to the couch to
see a shadow looking at me.

I gasp loudly, breathing heavily 'cause I thought it was
a ghost but quickly noticed it was Bill instead.

"Where were you? It's past you curfew." He said.
I could tell that he was pissed by the tone in his voice.
-"I was visiting a friend.." I explained.

"A friend? How does that explain why you're home so late?"
He stood up, turning on the light and walking towards me.
-"He lives far from here."
-"He?"
-"yes, he's my friend." I say, hoping he didn't get the wrong idea.

"So you spent like..fucking 8 hours at his? You went past your curfew just to hang out with him knowing you had somewhere to be before 11:00?" He glared at me.
He was towering over me, making me feel vulnerable.

"No, there was traffic." I shrugged. Unexpectedly, he grabbed my arm
forcefully, making me wince in pain.
-"I don't want you to get home past your curfew or visit this friend of yours again. Do you hear me, Y/n?" He said through gritted teeth.

"You can't tell me what to do." I say angrily, pulling away from him.
He gripped onto my arm once again, holding me against him.
-"you will listen to what I say. You have no choice." He said, dragging
me upstairs to our room.

"Go to sleep because it's late. Should've just stayed at his house if you wanted to." He rolled his eyes.

I glare at him for a slight second before crawling into bed.

"Let me see your phone." He said, extending his hand out.
"For what?" I question.
-"just give it to me." He said and I handed him my phone.

I don't know what he was thinking but he wasn't going to find anything.
He looked through my messages and recently calls.

When he gave my phone back, I noticed that I couldn't find
my best friends number. It seems like he blocked him or something..
What an asshole.

This is so lame but whatever.