"You need to go." I say, walking briskly to the kitchen. I open the fridge and gaze into it, not actually looking for anything, just looking for an excuse not to look at her.
"But, Jackypoo--"
I turn around, slamming the refrigerator door.
"Don't say my name like that." I say, my eyes closed. I really don't want to look at her. I don't know why, but I feel like I might be sick if I do.
"Jack, you're just angry. You're not thinking." She says gently. Normally I would have given in to anything she had to say, but for some reason this was different. Five minutes ago we were making out on my bed, but now it's like she's my worst enemy.
Maybe I should see a doctor...
"Just sit down." She says.
"No!" I bark, opening my eyes. She flinches, moving backwards away from me. I follow her.
"I'm sorry, but you need to go." I say, as gently as I can. She shakes her head.
"What's wrong?" She asks. "You were fine a few seconds ago!"
I close my eyes, taking a deep breath. I fight the urge to punch her.
I open my eyes. "It's not your fault." I say, even though a voice in my head is screaming that it is her fault...whatever it is.
Like I said. A doctor.
"I think it would be best for my sanity and your safety if you left." I say.
She shakes her head again. I'm getting really annoyed with this woman. I take a step towards her. She backs away from me until she hits a wall. I try to keep my distance so I won't accidentally murder her or something.
"I'm afraid I'll hurt you if you stay." I try to explain.
"But why?" She asks. "Why are you like this?"
I roll my eyes. "Just leave." I say, annoyed.
"Not until you tell me why." She says, stubbornly crossing her arms.
I fight to remain calm as I walk over to her, crushing her against the wall. I take her face roughly in my hands. She stares at me, confused.
"Jack--"
I press my lips to hers. But only for a moment to make her be quiet.
"Shut up and listen." I growl. She doesn't respond so assume she agreed.
"You know what I'm like when I'm angry--" I start.
"But I still don't get why you're angry in the first pla--"
I press my lips to hers again, harder.
"Quiet." I command. Before she can respond I continue. "If you stay here much longer, I could snap, and then you would be hurt. And I don't want to--"
"But if you just--"
I wrap my hands around her neck, pushing her face up with my thumbs to look her right in the eye.
"If you don't shut up." I hiss. She begins to turn slightly red and I loosen my grip on her neck. She breathes again.
"I don't want to hurt you, but I might." I say. "Plain and simple." She nods.
"Now leave." I say.
"But--"
I unwrap one hand from around her neck and clamp it over her mouth.
"Please go." I say, eyes closed. A moment later she slips out of my grip and leaves, closing the door behind her. I open my eyes feeling slightly better.
