did your dad do that Kat and Bryant

i told you

At the end of the day, Kat walked up to Bryant, her heart heavy with confusion. "Hey, I'm still confused," she said, her voice trembling slightly. Bryant's eyes flashed with frustration. "I told you, Kat, I didn't want to go to the dance. You forced me by showing up at my door," he said, his tone sharp. "I didn't—" she began, but he cut her off. "Yeah, you don't mean to do anything, do you?" he snapped. "You kissed me, forced me to the dance, forced me to dance with you, and now you're crying," he said, his words hitting her like a punch. Kat felt the tears welling up again, but she fought to keep them at bay. "Bryant, I never meant to make you feel that way. I thought we were having a good time," she said, her voice breaking. Bryant shook his head, his expression a mix of anger and sadness. "You don't get it, Kat. You never do," he said before turning and walking away, leaving Kat standing there, feeling more lost and alone than ever.

Kat showed up at his door again, and his sister let her in. She walked to his room, and Bryant looked up, surprised. "Oh my god," he said, his voice filled with a mix of shock and confusion. Kat closed his door behind her, taking off her shirt and pants, revealing her white lacy bra and underwear. She crawled onto his bed, her back arched, her eyes locked onto his. Bryant's heart raced as he tried to process what was happening. "Kat, what are you doing?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Kat moved closer, her expression determined. "I'm not giving up on us, Bryant," she said, her voice steady despite the tension in the room. Bryant's mind was a whirlwind of emotions, torn between his lingering frustration and the undeniable pull he felt towards her. "This isn't the way to fix things," he said, struggling to find the right words. Kat paused, her gaze softening. "I know, but I want you to understand how much I care," she said, her voice filled with sincerity.