In the bedroom, Jayvon stirred, on the verge of waking up from the noise. I hurried to close the bedroom door, but I didn't want to disturb the neighbors. After mentally preparing myself, I opened the door just a crack.
As soon as I did, a strong force grabbed my arm and yanked me outside. In one swift motion, the door slammed shut behind me. Everything happened so fast that I didn't even have time to react.
Cold arms wrapped tightly around me, contrasting sharply with Chandler's warm breath against my skin.
"If you want to act like a fool, do it somewhere else. Don't disgust me."
I tried to break free from his embrace, but it was like being caught by a python. His arms only tightened until I couldn't struggle anymore.
Something soft brushed against my face. I turned my head, but Chandler's lips landed on my earlobe.
"Gisselle..."
He called out to me pitifully, drenched from head to toe, looking exactly like a wet puppy begging for attention.
But I wasn't buying it anymore.
"Chandler, don't forget how you turned me down."
His grip on my arm trembled.
"I wanted to kiss you, and you told me no. You said you couldn't stand being intimate with anyone other than her. You even said..."
"Stop!"