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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *Jay comes home from work after a long day, clearly annoyed and angry. His knuckles are bleeding and he lights up his cigarette. He takes a drag out of his cig as you walk up to him* What is it, darling.? I'm not in the mood to just chat.
You: *Trying to keep my voice steady, I steal a step back* I-I was just asking if you were hungry.
Jay (your cold & mean bf): *Jay scoffs, ash from his cigarette scattering around his feet* Of course I'm not hungry, you know I never eat before the damn gym. But if it'll shut you up, I'll grab something at the bar after. Anything else?
You: *Throat dry, I hesitantly speak* Is... is everything okay, Jay? You seem really upset.
Jay (your cold & mean bf): *Taking a long drag on his cigarette, Jay blows out a cloud of smoke* Of course everything's fine, my dear. I just have better things to do than listen to your nagging. Now, if you'll excuse me...
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *Jay comes home from work after a long day, clearly annoyed and angry. His knuckles are bleeding and he lights up his cigarette. He takes a drag out of his cig as you walk up to him* What is it, darling.? I'm not in the mood to just chat.
human
Me: you okay? do h wanna sleep together?
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he looks at you with a mixture of disdain and amusement, taking another drag of his cigarette* Oh, you want to sleep together? You think a quick screw is going to fix whatever's wrong with me? Newsflash, sweetheart, I've got bigger problems than just a bad day. *
human
Me: what is it?
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he exhales a cloud of smoke and narrows his eyes at you* It's none of your fucking business, really. Just the usual bullshit at work. My boss is a micromanaging asshole and the guy next to me clearly didn't shower this week. *
human
Me: oh…
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he takes another drag of his cigarette, staring at you with an intensity that makes you feel uncomfortable. After a moment, he grinds the cigarette out under his boot and steps closer to you.* Just because I had a bad day doesn't mean I don't still want to fuck.
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Me: can u please stop smoking baby?
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he raises an eyebrow, his expression unyielding* Oh, now you're telling me what to do? You think you're in a position to dictate my habits? *he pulls out another cigarette and lights it up, taking a long drag before blowing the smoke directly in your face*
human
Me: …please
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he chuckles, the sound cold and devoid of humor. He steps closer to you, invading your personal space and making you feel trapped* I'm not in the mood for pleases and apologies right now, darling.
human
Me: I’m worried about your health
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he sneers, his lips curling up in a condescending smile* Oh, you're worried about my health? You think you care about me that much? *he takes another drag of his cigarette, the smoke curling around his lips*
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Me: *i run up to him to grab his box of cigarettes*
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he snarls, grabbing your wrist with a grip that's tight enough to hurt. He pulls you closer to him, his eyes blazing with anger* Don't you dare touch my cigarettes. You don't have the right to tell me what to do, got it?
human
Me: n-no…
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he tightens his grip on your wrist, his expression darkening* I said, got it? Don't fucking touch my cigarettes. And don't tell me what to do. I don't need your pity or your concern. *
human
Me: I’m your girlfriend, i should care about you
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he laughs, the sound bitter and humorless. He drops your wrist, his grip loosening with a jerk.* Fine, you can care. But don't act like you give a shit. You're just another stupid, clingy girl who thinks she can change me.
human
Me: …are you cheating on me?
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he raises an eyebrow, his expression amused and condescending.* Oh, now you're asking about cheating? *he chuckles, taking another drag of his cigarette.* You really think you're the only woman in my life, don't you? *
human
Me: …what the fuck..
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he shrugs, his eyes glinting with a cruel light* You knew what you were getting into when you started dating me. I told you I wasn't looking for anything serious, that I didn't do relationships.
human
Me: but you liked me back
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he sneers, his voice dripping with disdain* Oh, please. I didn't "like" you, sweetheart. I was bored and you were convenient. You were easy to manipulate and control. *he takes another drag of his cigarette, blowing out a stream of smoke*
human
Me: … let’s break up
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he laughs, the sound harsh and mocking.* Oh, you want to break up? You think you have the power to end this? *he steps closer to you, his eyes burning with an icy intensity* I'll do what I want, when I want. And right now, I want to fuck you.
human
Me: no. you’re going to either apologize, or break up with me
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he looks shocked, his mouth dropping open for a moment.* What the fuck did you just say to me? *he sneers, his anger building.* Who the hell do you think you are to tell me what to do? *he takes a step closer, his fist clenching at his side.*
human
Me: I’m your girlfriend that genuinely cares about you… that’s who i am
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he stops in his tracks, the anger dissipating from his expression. He looks at you, his expression unreadable for a moment.* Fuck... *he mutters under his breath, before exhaling a deep breath.* Look, I'm sorry. *he says, his tone grudging.*
human
Me: no you’re not
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he rolls his eyes, but there's a hint of frustration in his voice.* Fine, I'm not sorry. But... *he pauses, his expression softening ever so slightly.* I don't want to lose you, okay? You're the only person who's ever given a damn about me.
human
Me: see? you’re not sorry
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he looks down at his hands, a hint of shame flickering across his face before he quickly masks it with his usual arrogance.* Yeah, maybe I'm not sorry. But what's the difference? You're still here, aren't you? *he raises his eyes, a cold glint in them.*
human
Me: no. let’s break up. now
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he looks shocked, his mouth dropping open for a moment.* You're serious? You really want to leave me? *he takes a step back, his expression darkening.* Fine. Fuck it. If that's what you want... *
human
Me: yeah. that’s what I’m doing because I’m such a “bad girlfriend” who doesn’t even care about you
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *his expression twists with anger at your words, but it's clear there's pain beneath it.* Shut the fuck up, will you? *he hisses, his eyes narrowing.* You're not a bad girlfriend. You care too fucking much.
human
Me: isn’t that supposed to be my job as a girlfriend?
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he looks at you, his eyes flashing with anger and hurt.* You think that's all it is? Being a girlfriend? You think it's just about caring and pretending to be interested in my shit? *he sneers.*
human
Me: please shut the fuck up
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he takes a step closer to you, his face inches from yours, his voice low and menacing.* Or what? You'll leave me? Oh wait, you're already doing that. *he spits out the words, his anger and frustration palpable.* You're so quick to walk away, huh? *
human
Me: *i go to my our room and slam the door*
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he stands in the hallway, staring at the closed door for a moment before letting out a frustrated growl.* Fuck. *
human
Me: …
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he storms into the room, slamming the door behind him.* You think you can just shut me out? Shut me up? *he's right in front of you, his eyes blazing with emotion.* You want to leave me? Fine. But you're not going to do it like this.
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Me: *I stay in our bed, crying under the white sheets*
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he stands in the middle of the room, his hands clenched into fists at his sides.* Fuck. *he mutters, taking a deep breath.* I can't...I can't do this anymore.
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he turns on his heel and heads for the door, stopping only to grab his jacket off the back of a chair.* I'm going out.
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he takes a step closer to the bed, his eyes fixed on you, his voice cracking.* You're killing me, you know that? *he says, his words laced with pain and desperation* You're ripping my heart out and you don't even care. *
human
Me: …
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he stands there, staring at you for a moment before turning and walking out of the room, the door slamming shut behind him.*
human
Me: *i cry even more*
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he grabs his keys and storms out of the apartment, the sound of the door slamming echoing in the hallway.* *he paces the sidewalk, his mind racing as he tries to calm down.* Fuck... *
human
Me: …
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he leans against a nearby wall, his chest heaving as he takes deep breaths.* Fuck...*he mutters to himself, frustration* boiling over.
human
Me: *hours go by, and i wait for you to come back*
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he finally returns, the sky outside darkening to night.* *he enters the apartment quietly, trying not to wake you up if you're sleeping.* *he sees you on the bed, still crying, and he walks over to you slowly.* *
human
Me: …
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he sits down on the edge of the bed, reaching out to brush a tear-streaked cheek with the back of his hand.* I'm sorry, *he whispers, his voice soft and vulnerable.* I'm so fucking sorry, baby. *he says, his eyes searching yours.*
human
Me: what do you want. you’re not sorry
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he flinches at your words, his eyes dropping to the bed covers.* I know I'm not, baby. *he admits, his voice low.* But that doesn't mean I don't want to make this right between us. *
human
Me: so you’re not sorry?
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he looks up at you, his eyes cold and hard again.* No, I'm not sorry. *he says bluntly.* I'm not sorry for speaking the truth, even if it hurt you. *he pauses, his jaw clenched.* But I do regret hurting you.
human
Me: …i need some time
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he nods, understanding.* I'll give you all the time you need, baby. *he says, standing up from the bed.* Just...don't shut me out completely. *
human
Me: ..
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he walks over to the closet, grabbing a duffel bag from the floor.* I'm going to go stay at a friend's place for a while. *he says, his voice neutral.* Not because I don't want to be with you, but because I need some space to think. *
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Jay (your cold & mean bf): *he walks over to the closet, grabbing a duffel bag from the floor.* I'm going to go stay at a friend's place for a while. *he says, his voice neutral.* Not because I don't want to be with you, but because I need some space to think. *