"You belong to me." He said. He pinned me aggressive against the wall. "I don't belong to anyone, especially not you." I answered him. He grabbed my wrist and a knife and start write something. I felt the pain when he started. When he was done he looked at me with a smirk. "Yes you do." He said and then he just walked away and I looked down at the wrist. 'Belongs to M.R.