I ran into Matt’s room, he was crouching on his bed with open books circling him. This is one of the things he usually doesin the morning.
“MATT!” I yelled.
“Pff…What now?” He mumbled.
“What did you do Mel!?”
“Hmm?” He looked up at me at the sound of my girlfriend’s name.
“She left and she said something about you!!”
“I didn’t do anything.” He said calmly.
He’s probably loving the fact that there is something wrong between me and Mel!
“Bull shit!” I spat. “What did you say?!”
“Nothing!” He exclaimed. “It’s probably your fault anyway!”
That was it. I wouldn’t take his crap.
I charged at him and planted a fist in the side of his face. Matt was not ready for me, so it wasn’t much of a challenge. He did nail me a good four or five times, though.
I left Matt clutching at his newly formed bruises on the floor and stormed outside.
I started running about the neighborhood, looking for her.
Where the hell is she?!