"Joey?" I raise my voice through the door, after knocking softly a few times.
She's been barricaded in that room for four hours now.
What could she possibly be doing in there?
She's been acting so bizarre since I woke her up. Note to self, don't wake Joey up when she's having a nightmare.
She loses her fucking mind.
But else did she expect me to do? She was whining and squirming around like she was almost in pain, I couldn't just leave her like that.
I knock again, a bit louder "Joey can you please just open the door? Can you talk to me please?"
I'm still trying to figure out why she screamed at me randomly about having her period though? I dunno if that's some weird thing they do in Australia or what it is.
I mean, it's a natural thing that happens to a womans body and you should never be ashamed of it, and I get it can be a horrible thing to go through every month but shouting it at the top of your lungs seems a bit much.
I know there's something she wasn't telling me though, I'm not stupid.
"Did I do something wrong?" I ask again through the door.
No answer again.
I've been racking my brain with worry ever since she locked herself in that room about what had her freaking out like that, she's never been that way towards me.
She was just so bloody strange, it was like she couldn't get away from me fast enough.
I'm a bit hurt by it if I'm being honest, more than a bit actually.
I was scared she finally realised who I am.
"Joey" I call out again, raising my voice louder "If you don't open the door, I'm just going to come in"
She can't just lock herself in there after acting the way she did and expect me not to do anything.
Has she changed her mind about wanting me here?
I wouldn't blame her, considering all the trouble I've caused her in the last 24 hours alone between what happened with Emma, Joey offering for my to stay here causing her another fight with that girlfriend of hers and Dylan made it very obvious she doesn't want me here.
Dylan makes it obvious she doesn't like me in general, well the feelings are returned ten fold.
The only difference is I'm not a complete dick about it and keep it to myself for Joeys sake, and Dylan needs to think herself lucky, because that's not something I normally ever fucking do.
If I hear her talk to Joey like she did this morning again I'm not going to be able to bite my tongue about it, why the hell does she put up with that?
I heard how she cut through Emma with her words, not taking an ounce of her shit, and that's how Joey seems to be with everyone, always confident and self assured. But not with Dylan, that woman walks over her like she's some disposable door mat and Joey just let's it happen.
It pisses me off.
Moving here was meant to be a fresh start, I was meant to be leaving all of my disaster of a life back in England, and instead everything here is a complete disaster as well.
This was meant to be different, I was meant to be different.
I tried with Emma, tried not being the same asshole I've always been, seeing if I was even capable of it. I knew I wasn't in love with her, but I wanted to be, I wanted to know what love felt like with someone, even if it wasn't real and I had to convince myself everyday that I cared about her.
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Unforgettable |H.S.| Harry Styles|ChickLit
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