Shady Jeff x Tha Produca
Jeff's POV
I can't believe I did that.
I pulled a gun on him.
I don't know what got into me or why I did it but it was a huge mistake.
He probably hates me now.
I feel like such an idiot.
I sat in my living room, my phone next to me as I debated whether to call him or not.
I was just about to dial his number as a knock came from the door.
I got up, walking over and opening the door.
" I left some stuff here " Aron muttered, water dripping from his hair.
It was raining hard outside and he was practically drenched.
I moved out of the way so he could walk in.
He stepped inside, pushing his wet hair out of his face.
" what uh...what did you leave? I can grab it for you.... " I offered.
" I'm good " he muttered, pushing past me and heading up the steps.
I followed close behind. " Aron, can you please let me explain myself " I pleaded as he grabbed a few of his shirts that were littered across the floor.
" what is there to explain? You pulled a gun on me, that's that. " he murmured.
" please. I don't know what I was thinking when I did that. I'm so sorry...please...You....You can't go" I begged.
" what? You want me to stay and risk you pulling a gun on me again and actually shooting me? Yeah, not happening " he replied coldly.
" Aron I'm sorry. I promise I'll never do it again. I swear " I said.
" No. You don't even know how angry and hurt I am that you would even do that at all " he said, walking out of my bedroom.
" please....babe I'm so sorry " I pleaded.
" sorry isn't gonna cut it if I get a bullet through me " he said bitterly, walking down the steps.
I followed him down the steps.
" please! I love you....I'm so sorry " I begged.
" well guess what? I really hate you right now " Aron spat, glaring at me.
I took a few steps towards him, pushing Aron against the wall and pinning him there.
" I don't fucking care if you hate me. You're not leaving this house unless I say so" I hissed in his ear.
" fuck off! You don't control what I do!" he argued.
" listen here Aron. I'm not playing nice anymore. You leave this house and I will hurt you " I growled, cupping his chin in my hand.
I could see the fear fill his eyes.
"j-jeff....what the hell?.....w-what's wrong with you?.... " he stammered.
" well I can't let you leave so I have to be like this. Sorry, this is your fault though " I replied with a smug grin.
" n-no it's not " Aron stuttered.
" oh trust me, it is. Now, are you still going to leave? " I asked.
".....n-no...." he replied hesitantly.
" good. Now go sit on the couch and I'll grab you some towels to dry off " I said, kissing his forehead and stepping back.
I did as I said, walking upstairs and grabbing a few towels.
I brought them back downstairs, seeing Aron on the couch like I told him.
I walked over, sitting next to him and wrapping a towel around him.
He was shivering, most likely from both me scaring him and being out in the rain.
I pulled him into my lap, pushing his bangs out if his face.
I took a towel and ruffled his hair with it.
Once I set the towel down I pulled him closer to me so that his back was against my chest.
He rested his head against my shoulder, still shivering.
I took the towel off him and then took a blanket from the back of the couch.
I draped the blanket over the both of us, wrapping my arms around him.
After awhile he fell asleep contently in my arms.
I smiled down at him, stroking his hair as he slept.
He shouldn't leave now.
