Typical of our fights, it always ends with one of us banging the door, and walking away in fury. It

I pushed the door with all my strength so those things wouldn't’ get in. With one last hard shove, the door closed and I locked it. Forceful thumps and kicks shook the door violently.

“Aubrey! Let’s go! You made us late for class yesterday!” Bender yelled through the front door while he banged obnoxiously on it.

He doesn’t say a word. On the contrary, all that comes out of his mouth is laughter similar to that of a hyena. He comes closer to me and gives me the most cordial hug I have ever experienced. In that moment, I truly felt like myself.

We both stand there for a moment, glaring at each other. It feels like forever before he break the silence with a sigh. (-- removed HTML --)

He remains silent for a few minutes before says, “It seems we both want something from each other and we can actually be civil about this, instead of you attacking my men.”

I've found that I don't know what to think of him anymore. I'm not too fond of him, but I also can't make myself hate him, primarily due to him hardly

At a young age I made a promise to myself to not be anything like him. I destroyed that promise years ago. When he crosses my mind, I begin to shiver, my legs become weak. I start to head

Emily and I love being in band and singing together. We both play the trumpet, and sing the same songs. We love to draw with each other and we are always at each others side. We have fun picking on each other about how she’s a picky eater and I'll eat anything. Most of all, we love to help each other out when it come to moral support.

His head jerks up as I call him by his hated nickname. Surprisingly though, he doesn't scold me for scaring him or for calling him by the name he’d told me countless times not to say. He moves his hands to cover whatever it was that he was writing in his little notebook. That's a little suspicious, but I'll figure it out later. When he realizes that I'm not going to leave, he just closes it and looks up at me.

Many studies show that “Physical Aggression” in an intimate relationship can be the result of “Negative Past Life Experiences” or a “Mental Illness.” In several studies, it shows that “Aggressive Behavior” also known as “Violent Tendencies” can result from several mental health conditions such as

“Hmm…” I stare at his face pretending to decide if he’s telling the complete truth.

He walks back inside and goes on with his day. Not even caring about what I showed him.

He continues to say,

About twenty minutes later we heard a loud knock on the door. It was 10:45 in the middle

“Bang, bang, bang,” something was banging on the door. We all woke up, well everyone except for Jackson. He must be a pretty sound sleeper.