Right from the Start (bwwm) - 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴

38: warning

Jordan had had the same icky feeling that something wasn't right since he'd seen Dahlia and Connor poolside just last week.

He knew Dahlia was an amazing artist and although she was shy to show people her sketches, that was going to start happening more and more.

Jordan was just frustrated that it just had to be that fuckboy Connor who was one of those people. Jordan knew Connor was still into Dahlia and he couldn't blame him.

Dahlia was incredible.

But that didn't mean Jordan was about to give Connor a pass to hit on her.

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As Connor opened the door to his apartment and saw Jordan standing there fuming, it seemed like deja vu, even down to the venomous way Connor's words left his mouth.

"What the fuck do you want?"

"Stay away from her."

A wicked grin was on Connor's face after hearing Jordan's demand and he tilted his head to the side, feigning confusion.

"Stay away from who?"

Jordan rolled his eyes and shook his head in annoyance, knowing Connor knew exactly who Jordan was talking about. He didn't feel like playing games with this kid; he just wanted Connor to get the fucking hint already.

"Don't play dumb, asshole. You know who. Stay away from her."

Connor smiled wider, intentionally hoping to spur Jordan on.

"Awww, come on now, Prescott. Don't tell me that now that you and Lia are back together, that it's not all just rainbows and sunshine? Don't tell me she's missing me, already?"

"Shut the hell up."

Connor could see frustration beginning to find its way onto Jordan's face. His head was lowered and his eyes began darting around as he shook his head.

"No, really, man-- what happened? She finally realize you're not actually worth all that hype? That you never actually deserved her? That--"

"Enough!"

Jordan had somehow managed to step into Connor's apartment and had his forearm under Connor's throat, pinning him against the nearest wall.

"Dahlia made her choice, okay? Me. Now, get over it."

As Jordan glared at Connor, all Connor could hope was that Jordan snapped and punched him.

That way, he'd probably get kicked off the football and Dahlia would finally see what a brute of an animal he was, all in one swing of Jordan's fist.

Jordan pressed Connor against the wall once more, getting into his face, nose to nose, in intimidation.

"Stay. Away. From. Her."

And with that, Jordan viciously shoved Connor and took a few steps back, leaving the frightened young man's apartment.

After a moment, Connor's fear turned into anger once again and he yelled out, the only thing he could think.

"I'll try to stay away from her, but-- dude, can you blame me? I mean, I only got one taste, I can only imagine how crazy you musta been goin' without that pussy after she dumped you!"

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