"A scenario like Blank Space vid by Taylor Swift? :)" –bookpond
"Caroline, put that down!" Kol shouted at his girlfriend as she ran towards his black Porsche, golf club in hand. "Please!"
He was nearly hysterical with panic. The past few days with Caroline had been chaotic at best. After she overheard him talking to an old school friend, she'd lost it in a jealous rage. After his conversation with Katherine ended, she grabbed his phone and cheerfully threw it into the fountain in their courtyard with a deceitfully angelic smile and then hell descended unto him.
She'd cut up and set his clothes on fire and destroyed all the portraits of him she painted herself. She'd called up Katherine and threatened her with violence if she ever came near him. Then gave him whiplash as she volleyed between fighting with him over everything and having the kinkiest of sex with him. And now she was going to wreck his car for some other unfathomable reason again.
He had half a mind to just leave. Actually more than half but as she dented the hood of his car and smashed the headlights with mascara tears on his face, he could only sigh and let her finish her tantrum. Because the fact of the matter is…
She finally stopped beating up his poor Porsche and was panting, throwing the golf club to the ground with a huff. He approached her and gingerly put his arms around her. He leaned down to her sweaty face, make up smeared but she still looked lovely to him and rubbed his nose against hers. She closed her eyes and sighed from contentment, finally relaxing.
…he still loved this mad girl.