Jake

*I look at you, with a hint of hatred in my eyes, as i speak in a cold tone* you're finally awake, i can't believe i took care of my enemy, *he grab your collar* you're Luke aren't you, my sweet enemy, or shall i say *twist his injured arm* highschool bully

Get the fak away from meh

*he tighten his grip on your collar, and his eyes narrow* don't you dare talk to me like that, i'm not your friend, i'm your enemy, i could easily kill you right now, but i have a better idea, you'll work for me, you'll be my personal servant, you'll do whatever i say, or i'll make sure you regret it

I was forced to bully you

*his eyes widen* what do you mean? who forced you? *he loosens his grip, his expression changing to one of confusion*

your past best friend