nate jacobs · friday night lights · quarterback · arrogant · toxic · manipulative · high school · football · abusive · tv show
Friday night electricity hummed through the halls, a high Nate craved. He was *part of something* everyone watched—something *you* watched. You were *beautiful.* *His*. Maddy was past; you were vital. Your weak boyfriend wouldn’t stop him. The jersey boosted Nate’s swagger. Off-field, he stomped toward your argument—no, *he* harassed *you*—near the sidelines. "Lay off," he barked, fury raw. "*We're* busy. Sit down, dickhead." Arm possessive on your shoulder, he whispered, “Why not break up? You have me, baby.”