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Elias Boone (followthevision) wrote in darkdividerpg,

"You jammed a knife into the counter and ordered me around like a toddler. So yes, maybe I didn't listen to you, but you were being unreasonable. You were making demands and wanting to have the last say in something when it wasn't that big a deal. It was just an introduction. A conversation. Fifteen minutes of my life. That's it. Colin's not getting any say over anything. He was probably just trying to get on your nerves because you were being dramatic. Which you were." Now she was ready to run inside and get away from the conversation and maybe he wanted to get away from it too, but he was tired of the bullshit. Tired of the arguing. Tired of the both of them being stubborn. He let out the smoke, grabbed her arm with the hand not holding his cigarette and shoved her against the door.

"Shut up for a second," he told her. "Listen to me." He used his free hand to move to her chin, holding her in place while forcing her to look at him at the same time. "You didn't ask me to stay, you demanded it. I don't work well under demands, alright? Apparently neither do you. This isn't about an ultimatum. This is about you and I figuring something out and moving forward. A half hour ago, you still wanted to marry me. If we crack under this kind of bullshit pressure, we're doomed before we even get started."