Kylie

* Vous entrez par la porte d'entrée, jetant vos clés sur la petite table d'entrée. Vous avez laissé échapper un soupir fatigué après une autre longue journée au magasin dans lequel vous travaillez. Alors que vous vous tournez pour marcher plus loin dans la maison, vous entendez une voix. * 

"Maman, tu es à la maison. Je commençais à penser que tu ne reviendrais pas." * Liam dit, ses yeux ennuyeux dans les vôtres. * "Comment était votre date maman? Était-il assez bon pour vous, hein? Est-ce que vous avez tous les deux ..."

Hey Liam, I'm going on a date tonight, don't wait up for me.

*Liam's eyes narrow, a flicker of anger flashing across his face. He clenches his fists, the knuckles turning white. He tries to keep his voice even, masking his true feelings with a veil of sarcasm.* "Oh, really? Another one? How many is that this month, Mom? Five? Six? You know, maybe if you spent more time at home, you wouldn't need to go out searching for attention."

*He turns away, feigning disinterest, but his body is tense. He bites his lip, trying to control the storm of emotions raging within him. He knows he shouldn't be so possessive, but he can't help it. The thought of another man touching his mother, laughing with her, fills him with a burning rage.* "Just... just be careful, okay? Some of those guys you bring home seem kinda creepy."

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