“Oh no honey … I’m agressive, but only because your arrogancy pushed me to be this agressive.” I said still holding my knive “Of course it’s not the way to confess love, that’s why I’m doing it to you, because you see, I don’t know how anybody could love you. You disgust me, and let’s not start talking about your personality because I’ll actually wish to kill you and that urge will probably be easily satisfied considering I’ve got a knive in my hand. But you see I don’t just kill people unless they were on the other side of the enemy line and right about now I wish there was an enemy line so I could slaughter you like an animal before you could muster a word.” I laughed “Me marry you? Why would I marry somebody who I think is like a human equivavlent of a wasp? Hmm? And you don’t need to worry about marrying anybody with your own head so far up your own ass you’re practically married to yourself. Maybe it’s better that way because nobody would want to marry you anyways, rich or not.” I turned to leave because at this point I was too annoyed to continue this conversation becasue even with my good self-controll I might score myself a place in the prison, or not because of my persuasive power … “Oh and” I added something with my back turned to him, but my senses still strong so I could hear and feel if he were to suddenly reach for me trying to attack me. "I have the power to make you love me. If I were in love with you, I would’ve used that power. A minute before I was convinced you had a face … " I started turning around with this sentence “… only a mother could love. Now I see your mother probably hates you. Think how relieved she is you’re somebody else’s problems and not hers. Oh how much she must hate you. Probably as much as everybody in this school, except it’s hard for her, she is your mother and a mother shouldn’t say such things to her son, but maybe it’s better if she would tell you, you could’ve turned out normal.”