The Fight

As I watched Ethan drive away, the red truck zooming out of my view, I couldn't contain the anger anymore. Whipping around, my hands formed into tight fists by my side, I glared up at my supposed boyfriend who didn't have the decency to treat my friend with a least bit of respect.

I wanted to say it to him, to make it clear how much I wanted to hurl a punch at him right now. But Alexis' wide eyes on us made me feel very conscious of myself.

Instead, I resulted in grabbing a fistful of Jason's shirt and dragging him back up to my room, slamming the door behind me hard.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" I yelled at him, my hands shaking by my side in resisted fury as I glared at him. His gaze was equally abhorrent, not towards me but the boy that had just made my day one of the best in my life. But his eyes flashed in anger at the tone I took on.

"I'm your boyfriend! I have a right to-"

"You don't have a goddamn right to insult my friends Jason!" I screamed.

The distance this created between us was not only large, physically but I could feel the emotional rift in our relationship begin as the words continued to flow out of my mouth.

"Ethan is my best friend! Hell, he's been better than anyone in terms of how well he understands me! Even more than you! And if you had the slightest bit of consideration towards my feelings, you wouldn't have acted like that when you came!"

Jason's lips were pulled into a thin line, his own hands pebbling up as his gaze moved away from my eyes down to the ground.

"Are you telling me you're in love with him?" He whispered. Not a trace of hurt. But emotions teetering on the edge of a tantrum, like that of a child's voice. Competitive look crossed his face and he searched my eyes for the answer. "Are you?"

"Of course not! I can't believe you doubt me!" I shouted, raising my arms up in frustration as if to strangle thin air. "That's completely besides the point."

But before I could stop him, Jason closed the space between us, his hands tightening around my wrist as he slammed me hard against the wall. A burn broke out on the skin of my back, bruises starting to form as he forcedly kissed me, pinning me hard against the wall. I couldn't push him back.

I couldn't believe what he was doing - using physical reassurance as a way to make sure I really did like Jason and not Ethan. But not only was that selfish...but he was using force against me. Just because he was the man in the relationship.

Too strong, I couldn't push him off. Instead, I did the only thing I could in the position I was in.

I bit him.

The End

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