5 years ago
Tripp
I’ll kill him. If I thought I was angry on the car ride up here, that was nothing compared to now. Hearing that this little asshole actually tried to force Ivy to sleep with him causes bile to rise in my throat. He has to pay.
Luckily, names are on the doors for each room in this building and I find who I’m looking for in no time. My knuckles echo against the wood until it swings open, revealing exactly the guy I wanted to see. He looks up at me with wide eyes. We met once, briefly. Ivy had brought him home to meet her family, of course I was there. I wouldn’t miss Ivy coming home, ever. Even if she had this poor excuse for a boyfriend with her.
“Hey listen man ? —”
“No, you listen.” I shove him back into his room and take a step inside. “You don’t threaten girls to sleep with you. Especially my girl.”
“Your girl?” he sputters. “I knew I picked up a vibe. She wasn’t yours though, was she? She was mine and what we do is none of your business.”
My hand is still square on his chest, I flatten his back against the wall and tower over him. There’s worry on his face now. Good. He should be worried.
“She is always mine to protect. And that makes this my business. You don’t come near her again, hear me?”
“Yeah, got it,” he mumbles, eyes glued to my other hand that’s raised in a fist. But instead of punching him, I pull him off the wall to slam him against it again. It creates a rattling effect as the whole wall vibrates from the force, and he sinks down to the ground when I release him.
“Next time I have to see you, I’m not leaving until you need an ambulance.”