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“Are you afraid of me, mermaid?” That question when he’s using that nickname makes me feel emotional all over again. “I don’t want to be,” I say, since it’s the closest thing to the truth I think won’t offend him. “You don’t have to be,” he says, gently laying his hand over my bare tummy. “It doesn’t bode well that you are already. I don’t like to think Anae was right, but maybe I am too dark for you.” He circles my belly button with the tip of his finger. “Unfortunately, I’ve already decided you’re mine, and you being afraid of me won’t change that.”
I can’t bully her by threatening violence against people she cares about because she doesn’t care about anyone,” he adds. “What’s the point in threatening to burn the world if the person just shrugs and genuinely doesn’t give a fuck? You, I can bully by threatening violence to Hannah. Hannah, I can injure just by ripping up a piece of fucking paper. In that sense, it’s much different with you. I know it’s not nice, but when I want to win, I know I can because I know exactly which buttons to push to completely disarm you.”
Goosebumps cover my whole body. Maybe it’s because it’s a chilly night and I don’t even have a sweater. Maybe it’s because my occasionally psychotic boyfriend is acting like a psycho… and a cold one, which I’m not used to.
“Bold to wake me up with sex when we literally just had a chat about you casually raping me last night.”
