He could feel pride surging through his chest as he spilled his thoughts out. He was already full of what she was doing to him. She was always deciding things her way and he always didn’t have a say on what he wanted.
He walked out of Samantha’s room with his chest out and his stomach tucked in wearing only his bare boxers with pride resting on his heart. He could hear a sob escape from the other side of his room as he went in, and suddenly, pride left faster than the blink of an eye.
Did she deserve to be called names? He knew she wasn’t like that. Yes, she could be mean, and insecure but she did not deserve to be called those things during the heat of the moment. She did not deserve to hear those at a very bad timing. He suddenly felt guilty with what he did.
He lied down on his bed,
