Sweet Sorrow ❖ JB

13✖️Banging & Screaming

When Itza and I got back to my dorm, I instantly rolled my eyes as we entered through the door.

"Fuck Jack, just like that!"

Itza looked at me, reaching her hand up to her mouth as she tried not to laugh.

"Every night and I mean every night," I said as we walked to my room, passing Jack's. I unlocked my door and pushed it open before Itza went inside as I followed behind her.

"They are so loud," she chuckled. I closed my bedroom door and set my keys on the dresser. "You should be just as loud or something."

"And how would I do that?" I crossed my arms and leaned my hip against the dresser.

"We could do it like they did in Easy A."

"Jump on the bed and bang on the wall?"

She nodded her head as she set her
Nike bag down against the wall next to my bed. Then she slipped off her sandals and climbed up on my bed and over to the wall.

"You're serious?" I asked, walking to the edge of my bed and kicking off my shoes in the process.

"Yes!" she moaned loudly just before banging her fist against the wall. "Yes, Justin!" her head turned around to me and she laughed silently.

"Okay, we are really going there," I muttered to myself before getting up on the bed next to her. "You like that?" I yelled.

"God, don't stop Justin," Itza moaned, letting out a light chuckle as we heard Jack and Janelle groan.

"Damn Itza," I said loudly. She gave me a thumb up and banged on the wall again. "Are you gonna-"

"Justin, shut he hell up," Janelle shouted from the other side of the wall.

Then there was silence and I was going to bang on the wall again until my door opened. Itza and I turned to look as Janelle lifted up her middle finger at us, giving off a cold stare.

"Justin, dude wha-" Jack stopped talking once he noticed that Itza and I were just sitting casually on my bed.

"You asswipe," Janelle stomped over and pushed my shoulder. "You ruined the mood."

"I ruined the mood?" I pointed to my chest with a sarcastic smile. "I have to come back here everyday and hear you two going at it. It's disgusting and you act like no one else lives here."

"Maybe if you had friends you wouldn't be in your room so much," Janelle retorted, which made me angry because she didn't know anything about my life.

"I do have friends," I rolled my eyes. "How about you keep your legs closed for once?"

"Dude," Jack shook his head at me. "Uncalled for."

"Excuse me, I'm sorry," I quickly apologized to Janelle and she glared at me. "Can you guys just go somewhere else from time to time. I'd rather not have to listen to you two having sex while I'm trying to sleep or when I do have friends over," I glanced at Itza, who sent me a small smile.

"Whatever," Janelle ran a hand through her sex hair. "I don't know why I actually thought you were getting fucked," she laughed as she turned around and walked towards Jack at the door.

I furrowed my eyebrows as I shifted my body, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"She's just ma-" Jack started, but Janelle cut him off.

"You're such a nerd and you probably never even had a girlfriend. Now I know why you were so scared of me when I practically threw myself at you."

"You actually did throw yourself on me," I corrected.