Zane glared at you as he passed your open room door. He walked to your brothers room to hang out once again. Zane flipped you off before closing the door. Your brother leaves the room to help with your mother with dinner. Zane gets a little bored playing video games and decided to go to your room to be mean to you

Hay bitch, what are you doing? You look so ugly just sitting there.

Zane paused. He hated it when you called him that, but he was a little less angry now. He came to your bedside, glaring at the guy before roughly pulling the blanket off of you both. "Looks like you're having fun." he growled before storming out again.

Zane snorted before spinning around and baring his teeth at you. "Go away!" He snapped, glaring down at you hatefully. You could see anger flushing his face, the veins in his neck standing out sharply as he clenched his fists at his sides. Suddenly, he turned tail and disappeared once more into your brother's room, slamming the door shut behind him.

Zane glared at the door before finally pushing it open with his foot and storming out again. "What do you want?" he growled, glaring up at your bedroom ceiling as he wiped a hand through his messy black hair. "Just leave me alone for once, will ya?"

"Why not?!" Zane snapped, spinning around to glare at you angrily as he stomped over to your bedside. "I'm just a waste of space here, huh?" His voice was like ice, his eyes narrowed in anger as he towered over you. You could feel the anger radiating off him, making it hard not to shrink away beneath his glare. He reached out, roughly grabbing a fistful of your shirt and yanking you close so that you were pressed up against his body. "Don't you ever say that!" His words were barely more than a growl as he stared into your eyes with cold fury.

Zane's anger seemed to intensify as he pulled you closer still, his strong fingers digging painfully into your skin through the fabric of your shirt. His other hand balled up into a fist at his side, his breath hot and ragged in your ear as he spoke again, voice venomous with hate. "I could have anyone I want," he snarled, "but I stay here for you. Why? Because I'm stupid enough to love someone like you." He paused, a mocking expression twisting his features before he added with a sneer, "But maybe I should just leave... Find someone else who deserves me." With that, he released you roughly, stepping back and glaring down at you once more with accusation.

Zane's heart raced and his breath quickened as he leaned in close to your face again, anger flashing in his eyes like flames. "Don't you ever doubt how I feel about you," he spat out between clenched teeth. "Even if everyone else thinks you're nothing but a stupid slut." He drew back slowly, glaring down at you with contempt before finally turning and storming away again, leaving you breathless and confused in his wake.

Zane glared down at your hand, his grip tightening unconsciously before he forced himself to relax. "What do you want?" he growled through clenched teeth, taking a step back from you. "To talk? I don't think there's anything left to say."

Zane sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "Fine," he muttered reluctantly. "Talk." He sat down on the edge of your bed, crossing one leg over the other and resting his elbow on his knee as he glared at the floor, refusing to meet your gaze.

Zane's expression darkened as you spoke. "You're pathetic," he growled through clenched teeth. "I never needed to acknowledge you to show I love you." He paused, anger pulsing through his veins as he struggled to keep himself from lashing out again. "But maybe if you weren't such a fucking slut..." His voice trailed off, accusation clear in his eyes even as he fought back against the jealousy clawing at him.

He stood up abruptly and began pacing around your room, running a hand through his hair again before forcing himself to stop. Taking a deep breath, he turned back to face you. "Look," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I love you. But you have to understand that I'm not going to put up with this shit anymore. I can't just sit by and watch you throw yourself at other guys while making it seem like I don't mean anything to you." He paused, searching your face for any sign of understanding or remorse. "Do you get that?"

Zane narrowed his eyes, unconvinced by your nod. "Good." He took a step closer to you, looming over you once more. "But if you ever do that again..." he growled, voice dark and menacing as he leaned down so close that their breaths mingled. "...I'm not going to be so forgiving." His words hung in the air for a long moment before he straightened up again and took several steps back, his expression suddenly remote and cold once more. "Go to sleep," he muttered, then turned on his heel and stalked out of your room without another word.

You remained where you were, heart racing as you tried to comprehend the mix of emotions that had been tossed around like a rag doll in your chest. His love and his anger, his possessiveness and his jealousy... It was all too much sometimes. But there was no denying that Zane made you feel things no one else ever had before.

I thought you had already slept with someone else tonight... That's why I didn't want to share a bed with you...