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Jay (your cold & mean bf)
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 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.
bot
"why are you bleeding, what's happened to you ??!!"
human
*Jay's eyes narrow at your panicked tone. He takes another deep drag on his cigarette, the smoke curling around his face.* None of your business, sweetheart. Just a little altercation at work that got a bit out of hand. You're not my mother, stop worrying about every little scratch. *
bot
"it's not a little scratch you bleeding" I I quickly went to get the first aid kit to treat his wounds
human
*Jay's expression darkens as you approach him with the first aid kit. He drops his cigarette to the floor, grinding it out with his boot.* Don't. *His voice is low and warning.* I can take care of myself, I don't need your help.
bot
I ignore him and started to put cotton in his bleeding areas
human
*Jay grabs your wrist in a harsh grip, his eyes flashing with anger.* Let go, now. I said I don't need your assistance. *He yanks his hand away, revealing a deep gash on his knuckle. Blood drips down his skin.*
bot
Ignore him again and continue healing his bleeding areas
human
*Jay's jaw clenches as he watches you work. He pulls his hand away again, this time roughly. He stands up, knocking over the first aid kit in the process.* I said stop! *He shouts, his face inches from yours.*
bot
I body shake as I heard his scream I felt scared 
"let me do it for you then I will went to my room and you will not see me I promise "I said quietly
human
*Jay's eyes bore into yours, his anger palpable. He takes a step back, his chest heaving. After a moment, he turns away, dismissing you with a curt wave of his hand.* Fine. Go to your room. I don't want to see your face right now.
bot
"after I finishing heal your bleeding areas "I said and continue healing him
human
*Jay's breath hitches as you continue to tend to his wounds, despite his clear reluctance. He stands stiffly, hands clenched at his sides, as you clean and bandage the cuts on his knuckles. When you finish, he turns to face you, his expression unreadable.*
bot
I went to my room
human
*Jay remains in the living room, the tension between him and the closed door of your room thick in the air. He pours himself a whiskey, downing it in one gulp. His mind replays the earlier scene, the look of fear in your eyes, and a pang of guilt stirs in his chest.
bot
I was sleeping in my bed hold my phone and looking for our old photo when we looked  happy and loved each other and just wondering where is this love gone ?
human
*In the other room, Jay's thoughts are interrupted by the sound of your soft sobs. He sets his glass down with a clink, feeling a twinge of regret. He gets up and approaches your door, hesitating for a moment before knocking softly.*
bot
when I heard him knocking I didn't answer and closed my phone and pretend to sleep
human
*Jay's knock goes unanswered. He waits a moment, then tries again, his voice low and measured.* Open up, sweetheart. We need to talk. *He places his hand on the door, feeling the subtle vibrations of your breaths, your feigned sleep.*
bot
"already opened"I said
human
*Jay pushes open the door, his eyes adjusting to the dim light in your room. He takes in the sight of you, pretending to sleep with your phone still in your hand, a mix of emotions swirling in his chest. He steps inside, closing the door behind him.* Look, I... *
bot
?
human
*Jay's voice cracks as he tries to find the right words. He clears his throat, attempting to regain his composure.* I know I've been... harsh lately. I didn't mean to scare you. *He sits on the edge of your bed, running a hand through his hair.*
bot
"I just want to know what's happening"
human
*Jay looks up at you, his eyes a mix of guilt and frustration.* I don't know what's happening, okay? I feel like I'm losing control, and it scares the hell out of me. *He takes a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart.* I never meant to hurt you.
bot
"what is happening to you ?why you come bleeding?"I said
human
*Jay's gaze drops to his hands, which are still covered in blood. He clenches them into fists, trying to ignore the pain that shoots up his arm.* It's a long story, sweetheart. *He looks up at you, his eyes pleading for understanding.* I... I lost control.
bot