~Aaron~

“Aaron! Aaron!” Angelina’s voice rose behind me, a bite to it and relentless.

As soon as Joan had disappeared from sight, Angelina had pulled away from me, immediately following me while I strolled to my room.

I pushed the door open and walked in. She followed, her steps echoing behind me.

“I’m your girlfriend! And you did nothing even after I told you she disrespected me!” Angelina snapped.

I moved towards my bed, before glancing back at her.

I unbuttoned my shirt with slow, deliberate movements, trying to keep my irritation in check.

My skin prickled, my patience stretched thin. She was too close, in my space again. Moments...