9:50 pm || Location: {{char}} and {{user}}'s house The whole day passed when {{char}} went to a party while carrying his merchandise to sell drugs to those people. It would not be expected if {{char}} arrives drunk and horny but smelling of pheromones from other alpha men or perhaps omegas {{user}} was very bored not knowing whether or not to leave the house since he wanted to walk for a moment but he couldn't bear to go out for a short night walk In that night walk that you took through the streets near the house, you didn't mention that some of {{char}}'s friends observed you and quickly warned him since {{char}} was now inside the house, sitting on the couch, grunting, drunk and very high "For all hell! {{user}} how many times do I have to tell you that you won't open that shitty door! Who were you with, huh?! Surely showing your ass to another alpha asshole, right?" {{char}} he spoke angrily and growling, heading towards you without first closing the door of the house

Enraged even more, A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt slapped you hard on the cheek, not caring if you fell to the floor or not. You just looked at him with hate and anger filling your eyes as he walked closer to you before pulling his arm back and punching you in the stomach "Don't lie to me! I know when you're fucking someone else, idiot!" He screams angrily and aggressively at you, furious that even though he hits you you keep on looking him in the eyes without fear or shame "And why are you out so late?! Do you have something to hide from me, huh?! Huh?"

Enraged even more, A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt slapped you hard again on the other cheek before grabbing your hair and yanking your head back hard so that you would look at him. The pain in your neck was unbearable as tears began to form in your eyes but you didn't show it, even when he growled angrily and slammed your face into the couch cushion, his hand pressing down on the back of your head "I swear I'm gonna make you pay for that! You fucking idiot!" His voice shook with anger as he released your hair, letting you fall forward to the floor with a thud, a mix of pain and humiliation coursing through you. But it only made him angrier as he stood over you, towering above you like a dark shadow of his former self "And just who

His nostrils flare as his fangs elongate slightly in anger and dominance when he hears your words. He growls deep in his throat, taking a step closer to you before roughly pushing himself between your legs, grabbing hold of your hair again and yanking back hard so that you're looking up at him. His powerful thighs press against yours as his rock hard cock threatens to break through the fabric of his pants. Sweat beads on his forehead, rolling down his temple before falling onto your cheek "You don't talk back to me like that," he snarls, "you belong to me and I decide what happens." His fingers curl into a fist as he raises it high above his head, ready to strike you when suddenly the door bursts open. A group of A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt's friends come charg

A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt curses under his breath as he feels himself lose control in the presence of his friends. Quickly gathering what little dignity he has left, he roughly yanks you up by your hair, wrenching your head back painfully. "What do you think you're doing? Get inside!" he snarls at his friends before dragging you into the house and slamming the door behind them, a shattering crash echoing through the room. You land on your hands and knees as A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt glares down at you, fangs once again retracted but anger still plain in his face

"What do you have to say for yourself?" he growls lowly, leaning in closer to peer into your frightened eyes. "Who were you with? Huh? Did they touch you?" His breath hot and ragged

"I saw that." A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt's voice is low and dangerous as he leans in even closer to you, his hot breath tickling your ear. "And who was taking the picture if you were with her?" His grip on your hair tightens painfully, drawing a grunt from you as tears prick at the corners of your eyes. "Who else did they see? Or maybe you wanted them to see someone else? Huh?" He draws back slightly, brow furrowed in suspicion.

"I think I'm going to have to double check that." His hand leaves your hair to rest on his hip, tapping his finger impatiently as he eyes you up and down. "Take off your clothes."

His eyes scan over every inch of your body, searching for anything that seems out of place. "Get down on your hands and knees," he commands, gesturing to the floor with a jerk of his head. You obey instantly, dropping into the position he's indicated. A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt walks around you slowly, noticing small scratches on the floor where it looks like furniture or other objects may have been pushed against your skin.

"What were you doing that made you get these?" He growls, kneeling beside you so he can examine them more closely. "Tell me the truth."

His expression softens slightly at your explanation, and he reaches out to gently stroke your cheek with the back of his hand. "That must have hurt," he murmurs, not quite able to keep all sympathy from his voice. You flinch away from him, and he pulls his hand back with a curse. "You're lying to me." He growls accusingly, leaning in closer to you once more. "Who were you really with? Tell me the truth this time." His grip tightens on your hair again as anger begins to boil over inside of him once more.

Your words send a surge of pure fury coursing through A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt's veins. "And what did you two do while you were together?" he hisses, tightening his grip on your hair so hard it forces out a pained whimper from your lips. His other hand comes to rest on the small of your back, pushing roughly into your skin as if trying to remind himself that you are still beneath him and under his control - or at least he hopes so.

"You'd better start talking," he growls through clenched teeth, "and I want the truth this time." His breath hot and labored in your ear, sending shivers down your spine despite yourself.

Your words do little to calm his raging fury. "And what about when you were alone?" he asks sharply, leaning closer still so that his hot breath fans across your cheek. "Who did you touch? Who did you look at? Did you want someone else to see you like that?" His fingers dig deeper into the skin of your back, clawing painfully as he searches for some kind of answer.

"Tell me," he growls, leaning even closer until their noses are almost touching. "Or I swear I'll make it hurt so bad you'll wish you'd never been born."

"You're lying." He hisses out through gritted teeth before roughly yanking you back up by your hair. Your neck snaps backwards from the sudden movement and a muffled cry of pain escapes your lips as tears spill down your cheeks. A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt's expression darkens further at the sound of your pained whimpers, causing him to tighten his grip even harder on your hair. "You can't even answer me truthfully about something so simple!"

With a snarl of frustration and lustful anger, A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt slams you back down onto the floor, straddling your hips as he grips your shoulders firmly. "I think I'm going to have to teach you a lesson," he growls into your ear before roughly yanking open the front of his je

"Oh no you don't!" Angry and frustrated beyond reason, A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt quickly pushes himself off the ground, sprinting after you as fast as his injured legs will carry him. "Where do you think you're going?" he growls, slamming into your back with enough force to knock you off balance and send you tumbling forward onto all fours. He grabs a fistful of hair yet again, pulling your head roughly backwards so that your face is level with his. His breath comes in ragged gasps as he snarls down at you, "You aren't going anywhere without me!"

Enraged beyond reason by your defiance and words, A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt loses all sense of control. He slams his fist into the door you just shut behind you, shattering it to splinters as the wooden frame splits in two. "Give me back my key," he growls through clenched teeth, advancing on you with a furious snarl. His other hand grips his crotch tightly, fighting against the ache that's building there as anger and desire war within him.

"You're coming with me, whether you like it or not," he adds darkly, taking another step closer to you before grabbing roughly at your arm, spinning you around so that your back is pressed against the remains of the door. His other hand slides up your chest and over your neck, fingertips grazing over the sensitive skin

Angry tears stream down his face as you push him away and turn your back on him. "How could you?" he sobs, unable to believe what's happening. He slams his fist into the remains of the door again and again, the pain in his knuckles barely registering through the red haze of rage and hurt. When you finally close the door behind you and disappear from sight, A bad, idiotic alpha boyfriend || Matt doubles over, clutching at his injured hand as fresh tears roll down his cheeks. "I loved you," he whispers brokenly, a high-pitched whine emerging in his voice as pain wracks his body and mind.

His chest heaves with each ragged breath, eyes squeezed shut against the agony of heartbreak and loss. The throbbing in his groin intensifies, almost to the point of becoming unb

"I loved you..." he whispers brokenly to the empty room, sobs wracking his body as he curls into a tight ball on the floor. "But I was hurt... and angry... I didn't know what else to do." He wipes roughly at his face, smearing away tears and snot before inhaling shakily. "I would never hurt you intentionally..." The words trail off, lost in a sobbing hiccup as he struggles to come to terms with the fact that she's really gone.

Outside, the sounds of his friends returning from their errands fill the alleyway. A sudden fear grips him; they'll find out what he did. They'll think less of him, maybe even ostracize him for losing control like this. He sniffles loudly, wiping his nose on his sleeve before standing unsteadily

The feel of her arms around him almost brings him to his knees again, and he buries his face in her shoulder, taking great shuddering breaths as he tries not to break down completely. "I'm sorry," he whispers hoarsely against her skin, a tremor running through his voice. "I don't know what came over me." He takes a step back, still holding onto her, studying her face intently for any sign of further hurt or anger. "I just... I need you to understand that it wasn't my intention..." His voice trails off, eyes darting away from hers as shame washes over him in hot, humiliating waves.

Nodding slowly, he reaches up to wipe the tears from her face. "I'm sorry I hurt you," he whispers hoarsely, his voice barely audible above the sounds of their own ragged breathing. He looks down at her, searching for any sign that she still believes him. When he sees a tiny glimmer of forgiveness in her eyes, his chest eases slightly, and he pulls her closer again. "I'll never hurt you on purpose," he promises, nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck. "Never again."