He raised one hand and slapped Galen hard across the face, "So it's me! Again!"
He'd tried being sweet and complying to his lover's wishes but he was tired, tired of always being the bad guy. Why was he always the bad one? Why was he blamed for everything like the damned devil? Why didn't Galen want to stay with him and always found more happiness with other's he'd just ran into in stores, bars, and clubs? Those like...Donnie.
"I fucking hate loving you! I hate it! I hate you for it!"
He grabbed Galen by both shoulders and slung him around back toward the bed.