Unwanted, Except By Him

Chapter Fourteen

I showed Aubree to my room. The minute we walked in, Aubree was in awe.

"I love this room. It's so comfortable. Oh and the bed! Is it comfortable to sleep on?" she asked.

"It is very comfortable." I said. At that exact moment, Jackson and his friend Nathan started blaring some music. The bass was turned up really loud and was shaking the walls.

"Damn! Could you tell Jackson and whoever his friend is to turn that shit down." Aubree tried shouting over the music.

"Yeah. Go with me," I shouted back.

Aubree and I walked down the hallway to Jackson's room. We both put our fists up in the air. "One. Two. Three." We both started banging really hard on his door. To me it seemed like twenty minutes till they turned down the music and opened the door.

"What the hell do you guys want?" Jackson said.

"One, do NOT talk to us like that and two, to turn down that shit!" I yelled.

"Make me bitch!" Jackson yelled at me.

"Woah, woah, woah!" screamed Aubree. "That is no way to talk to a girl you asshole!"

"You shouldn't be talking," Nathan yelled at her. "You don't stand there and call a guy an asshole!"

"Really? He deserves it. He called Martha a bitch for no fucking reason. Now if I were the both of you, I would go back in the damn room, keep the fucking music at a normal volume or else I will walk in that room and beat the shit out of you."

Jackson and Nathan looked scared, but not scared enough. "I mean what I say. Get in that room before I start beating on you right now."

Both boys, started backing into Jackson's room. Then, closed the door. Aubree started walking back to my room and I followed.

"That was so awesome," I said closing my door.

"I think I was a little out of hand but I wasn't going to allow Jackson to talk to you like that."

"Thanks. I don't know what has happened to him. He use to wasn't like that."

"No problem. I do too. The way you talked about him, he came off as the type of person who was really sweet and charming. He is really cute but he just doesn't act it."

"Not anymore," I said. A frown danced down my face. I wonder why Jackson called me a bitch. He has never called me a bitch before. It really hurt my feelings.