CHRIS
Seeing red
“And what the f**k are you doing in my house?” I yell thunderously, coming into the lounge and finding Madison’s so-called fiancé on his feet on front of the fireplace, perfectly at ease and with a drink in his hand.
“Chris!” Madison cries out, surprised to see me home so soon and visibly embarrassed about the matter. “Come back already?”
Madison has a hand covering her cheek as if she’s been slapped. I see red like a bull at a bullfight.
“I get back home whenever I f*****g want, but I don’t like guests coming unannounced! Those who beat women, even less. So now, if this guy doesn’t want me breaking his face, he’s gotta go!”
I rail against Alan who’s looking at me like as would a wet dog in the street. I seem to be making him laugh.
“When you’re done enjoying y
