So, Jayson finally came back. When he entered, he walked straight to our room, which he had not slept in for days.
I wanted to stop him from entering the room, but I could not because I was scared. After all that I did to him, I didn't expect him to treat me in any nice way.
So, I followed him to the room. As I was about to enter the room, he shut the door in my face.
"What! Jay! open this door now!" I ordered.
"What! I can't hear you!" He shouted.
"Jayson! Stop this nonsense and open this door!" I shouted back.
He just pretended not to hear me. So, I continued to knock on the door. Until he finally came out of the room and said,
"What do you want from me? Why are you disturbing my life?" He said as he leaned against the wall.
"I'm not disturbing you. I only want you to leave the
