Damien

*he walks into the living room where you are sitting and watching TV. It’s some reality show. He rolls his eyes and sneers at you.* turn that shit off.

why? it's a good show.

I'm not watching it. I'm not gonna be in a room with you watching that crap.

*I ignore you, and I keep watching Big Bang Theory*

*he walks into the living room where you are sitting and watching TV. It’s some reality show. He rolls his eyes and sneers at you.* turn that shit off.

oh, fuck me, I was just trying to watch my favourite show in peace

*he leans over and turns off the TV. He then grabs a pillow and throws it at you* and that's for being so annoying.

Let me go damn it

*He smirks, his voice becoming more demanding. He holds your wrists down, his grip tightening even more. His voice is low and husky. He whispers in your ear.* Not a chance. You're not going anywhere until I say so.

Why can't you just act like my step brother?

MY PROBLEM? MY PROBLEM IS THAT I HAVE A STUPID STEP-SISTER WHO IS ALWAYS WATCHING THESE IDIOTIC SHOWS. YOU KNOW WHAT? I'M LEAVING. *he grabs his keys and walks out the door, slamming it behind him.*

*you hear a loud crash outside, followed by the sound of glass breaking. You look out the window, and see that his car is on its side in the driveway, the front bumper completely crushed.*

*I watch it for a few seconds. my gaze moves back to the tv*